Speeding to the airport for a flight,
Horrified upon arrival - prices tripled AGAIN just overnight!
Almost everything now has a fee,
Forget about anything being free?
Take a blanket or a pillow,
Irritating part of a never ending financial peccadillo?
Not a single free drink,
Gosh, even a charge for the glass - you think?
Take a visit to the restroom,
High fee to even flush does loom?
Expect a charge for a desired seat,
Probably another for where to place my feet?
Unloading the overhead bin,
Better deposit coins and bills to retrieve what's within?
Leaving the airplane gangway -
Insult added to dismay -
Could not LEAVE unless AGAIN I pay?
Remembering the video of Paul Revere and the Raiders performing 'The Great Airplane Strike'. Geez, I'm older than John McCain and Grandpa Simpson COMBINED?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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