The Vegas Trip

I'm off to Vegas,on a trip. Gotta hurry,gotta split. When I get there,I know not where. I hope she sees me standing here. I'm so scared,and I don't know why. I really think,I just might cry. I'm pretty sure,we'll have some fun. Out in Vegas,in the sun. I boarded the plane, thinking,Boy! am I insane. I watched the people laughing, and chatting,and even some patting. I said to myself,calm down and don't be so lame. I waited so long,and got so scared. Somehow I knew my life would be spared. We took off,and I broke into tears. I was so scared,I lost a few years. At 36000 ft.,I started to calm down. Even though I still wore that frown. I kept my shade closed. I tried very hard,to remain composed. Three hours.on an hour flight. Beleive me guys,we were packed in tight. Drinks,and snacks,they did serve. It took me awhile,to work up the nerve. Lakes,valleys,circles, and squares. No other ride can compare. When I found out I had cancer,I didn't know how to feel. But,to ride on a large jet, that was a big deal.