Entitlement
“Do you know who I am?” he cried
When showing up too late
To board his flight; Montana police
Were summoned to the gate.
United workers would not budge
Despite repeated threats
To call the corporate honchos,
Thinking they’d express regrets.
Instead, Ted Cruz was booked again
For later in the day
And lucky for us all
Entitlement was kept at bay.
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