© 1988 by E.E. Murphy
A private eye named Franklin Shand
Was skillful and in great demand.
He trapped them all — expertly planned—
Save for a jewel thief dubbed “The Hand.”
Shand tracked him to a mountain high,
But his vigilance went awry.
In dark of night, the thief slid by
As though he’d vanished in the sky.
And from this case I here imply
The Hand is quicker than The Eye.