tube of toothpaste
whole can of beans
shove them in suitcase
between kelvin klien jeans
don't forget umbrella
in case it does rain
don't forget your fella
although hes a pain
pack it all securely
make sure nice and tight
not unlocked prematurely
may lose it on flight
upon a jet plane
i will take off
piloted by Jane
who speaks like a toff
'ladies and gentleman
i'm in control
auto pilots Stan
whose on payroll'
over English channel
heading towards Spain
realizing left me flannel
and husband Harold the pain
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