The Daredevil Lady and the Watchdog Man

A woman of adventure, charming and small,
Lizzy, the daredevil, could best them all.
Everything was of excitable interest,
Even the guys, at their utmost best.

Brad was a consummate snoop and watchdog
Who saw to it that every tooth and cog
Worked perfectly in its method and functioning,
A man of tireless bother and rationing.

One evening at a club in Rio de Janeiro,
The two met each other with a simple ‘hello’.
The elated Lizzy and the stickler, Brad,
Both enjoying Brazil and not feeling too bad.

This brand new couple liked each other,
So she flew him in her plane, The Easy Rider
To Cabo San Lucas to vacation for a while,
Adoring each other’s presence and style.

But the plane experienced engine trouble
And came crashing down in a heap of rubble.
They parachuted out, sustaining no breaks,
Over Guatemala's mountains and lakes.

They foraged and walked for miles and days,
But each had studied tribal ways,
So knowing survival skills and techniques,
They located a village and a native who speaks.

They learned of a captain and boat that could take them,
With nautical precision, to escape this mayhem;
Sailing to a port at the closest major city,
They got a flight to New York, all tired and gritty.

Opposites, they were, but as days grew colder,
Brad’s tendencies made Lizzy much bolder.
And Lizzy’s emotions drove him into a tizzy,
But Brad kept his composure, and in the end, so did Lizzy.

They never became lovers, as one might expect,
But the two remained friends, paying much respect,
To each other’s differences in style and gender,
Showing each other affections so tender!