Arthur Vaso Poet Light Verse

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 July 26, 2014 at 9:30 PM There is a poem by Seren Roberts with the same title...Were you on the same flight?

Robert Nehls July 19, 2014 at 8:41 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 July 19, 2014 at 8:48 PM Thanks Robert, and yes a rather dark humor, not for all, but sure makes me smile!

Lucilla Carrillo July 19, 2014 at 11:04 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 July 19, 2014 at 11:08 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.