Flushed Away

Kids to the left of me, kids to the right of me
Kids screaming loudly, kids they’re a blight to me
Give them a sweetie or some other thing
Let them outside, to cry on the wing
Just please keep them quiet, I’m trying to rest
It’s a four hour flight and I’m not at my best
Now, I’ve got an idea which seems rather bold
Shall I see if the crew have got room in the hold
Or the loo, that's a good place to send them to play
Then if luck’s on our side, they might get flushed away
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Zzzzz Avatar
June 16, 2011 at 9:32 AM
Naughty, naughty! We were all kids once. But kids can be very annoying (some a lot more than others), and this is a fun write.
A  Avatar
June 16, 2011 at 5:23 AM
very cruel .......and funny *luv skat
Onclaud Avatar
June 15, 2011 at 11:32 PM
a witty write that engages the reader,john.. play on! :) huggs, nette
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