Flight 8 Poem by Phil Soar

Flight 8



On a flight to the isle of Saint Kitts
A passenger got on my tits
She kept asking for drink
And before you could blink
She looked like she was having fits

Tuesday, October 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: funny,travelling
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