Fly Unlike A Bird - Poem by Ima Ryma
Mankind was meant to fly some said
Way back when just the birdies flew.
Flying is for the birds. I dread
My next plane flight. I really do.
The last time that I flew 'twas 'bleep.'
Two flights cancelled due to bad luck.
The airport floor - no fun to sleep.
T.S.A. hands on - nip and tuck.
At last on a plane, but fate balked.
Ten hours on the tarmac lined.
For the time spent I could have walked.
Flight by mankind has turned unkind.
The birds are watching humans 'fly, '
Laughing beaks off, soaring by.
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