Diverted
Left Tampa bound for home
And though all caution we exerted,
We've landed in Virginia
Since our flight has been diverted.
La Guardia said no more flights
Could land and so we skirted
The airspace that surrounds it,
All the pilots thus alerted.
Though naturally I'm glad that
Awful weather's been averted,
The passengers, including me,
Are rather disconcerted.
My hope is that the thunderstorms
Will somehow be subverted;
If not, you'll hear some curses
Which my lips will like have spurted.
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