Flight 13 Poem by Phil Soar

Flight 13



On a flight to Singapore
An airline hostess paced the floor
And she worried everyone in upper class
There were men who didn't think
That they'd end up in the drink
They were busy staring at her buxom ass

Monday, January 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: silly,travel,nonsense
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