Flightless Poem by Phil Soar

Flightless



They stood in rows with bags in tow and looked up for their flight
The TV screens were empty and they realised their plight
The airline lost it's data, and the passengers looked lost
That's what you get for traveling at a really awful cost

Wednesday, May 31, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: holidays,flight,travel
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