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A Flight To Forget

I boarded flight 911 to Tripoli Looking forward to some time in the sun Beaches and babes and a whole lotta fun Oh no, Oh no was supposed to be 811 to Italy The fellow beside me looked somewhat hagged His suicide vest was a wee bit ragged I begged him please, to hold the cord Can’t you wait for a flight when my wife’s aboard? He was looking up towards the sky I could see there was no humor in his eye He called me names of this I am sure Me I heard Infidel and western whore I asked him if he knew the date or time? In a week or so I said all will be fine On July 4th you can have yourself an explosive crime Fireworks galore and then off to Allah you will shine Me I hope this flight will land With Akmed holding his explosive band Around his waste, it was diffused Cause in my wisdom I got him boozed

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Tim Smith

Date: 7/26/2014 9:30:00 PM

There is a poem by Seren Roberts with the same title...Were you on the same flight?

Robert Nehls

Date: 7/19/2014 8:41:00 PM

You have a special brand of humor, Arthur. I liked the line, Can't you wait for a line when my wife's aboard. Yes, I imagine those guys don't have much of a sense of humor. I enjoyed this one, my friend.... Robert.

Arthur Vaso
Date: 7/19/2014 8:48:00 PM

Thanks Robert, and yes a rather dark humor, not for all, but sure makes me smile!

Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 7/19/2014 11:04:00 AM

WOW! I never heard of a western whore. Did this happened for real. It must have been scary. I don't fly no more - since 911. Thanks for sharing... Lucilla

Arthur Vaso
Date: 7/19/2014 11:08:00 AM

No, I read a poem called "A flight to Forget" here, and I laughed as I said oh , I will makeup an even more terrible flight! Simply some dark humor.