Flight 16 Poem by Phil Soar

Flight 16



On a flight to Mozambique
I heard the wings begin to creak
And I stared out of the window all the way
I don't know what I thought
But hoped the flight would not abort
Or things wings fall off, or see the hostess pray.

Friday, February 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humour,silly
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