The Flight

The flight, supposed to leave at 6 Departed much, much later And to our few demands, the airline Didn't really cater. The reasons why were iffy - There was traffic, fuel was low But explanations didn't help - We wanted just to go. They told us to deplane and take Our bags and all our stuff. A brand-new pilot's coming soon - But not quite soon enough. At last, half-past eleven, We took off and hit the skies. The passengers, exhausted, Shut their lights and closed their eyes. We got to our hotel at 3 a.m., Too pooped to pop. The joys of airline travel - Well, they never seem to stop. But still, we had a lovely day Despite our tired state. We're flying home on Sunday - Gee, I really cannot wait!