What Do You Mean I Cant Smoke On The Plane?
Author: Ben Franklin
Passenger:"What do mean I cant smoke on the plane?!?
you sold them to me!"
steward: I understand your point ma'am,
but they sell condoms in supermarkets!
need I say more?"
They said I'd see the world,
but at the same time its been 2months since
I've sat down properly with my little
she thinks daddy is an astronaut
always in space,
I tell you it feels like that sometimes,
always in a different place.
I'm still not used to my ears popping,
or the thought of the plane just stopping
Smell of the food always makes me feel sick,
stupid passengers like that a minute ago
always manage to make me tick.
I'm quitting next week,
I need to be at home,
hear the first words my daughter
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Anthony Wright (amwright) (184.108.40.206) -- Friday, November 19 2004, 04:34 am|
I like poems about odd situations or personalities, this one has both.
|Ben F (220.127.116.11) -- Friday, November 19 2004, 09:19 am|
thanks for the comment.
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