Jet Phobia

Oh, without this jet phobia, here's what I'd do: Go traveling to Bimini, then on to Peru. We'd hop on an aeroplane, and be there by noon. We'd take in the sights, hike up Machu Picchu. It sure would be fun if I could go with you… The aeroplane's my enemy; I know this is true. The pilot's a nightmare, and I don't trust the crew. I'd travel the world; wish that dream could come true. To hurtle through space leaves me nerves all unglued, And I lose my resolve just like smoke through a flue. Can't break away on holiday; this fear, I can't lose. So I flip on the telly, take a journey, then snooze. ————— To the tune of “Pavement Artist” (also “Chim Chim Cher-ee”) From the musical “Mary Poppins” Written on 03/13/2022

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L Milton Hankins

Date: 3/13/2022 3:23:00 PM

Wow! This is neat, Jeff. Not only the tune, but the words and rhymes. I think I'd like to take this trip!

Jeff Kyser
Date: 3/13/2022 3:51:00 PM

Thanks, I wanted to give a nod to lowly Bert from the movie, hence the "british" pronunciations of "aeroplane" and "telly", and his colloquial "me nerves", and his reference to his chimney sweep job (flue). Probably having too much fun with this :-).