Air Travel: A Limerick Poem by Jim Milks

Air Travel: A Limerick



Little plane up high in the air
Filled with people without a care
There was one man with evil urgings
Determined to have his seventy-two virgins
With the explosive device in his underwear

© JPM 12/30/09

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