John F. McCullagh

Gold Star - 5,061 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

More Fun With The T.S.A. - Poem by John F. McCullagh

You say that you must check my thighs
before I’ll be allowed to fly.
Unreasonable search is one thing, friend
Bu this random groping has to end!
Determined evil has its ways.
Contraband will still get by-
Viewing tourists in the nude
serves just to entertain you guys..
Babes in Burkas, they can fly.
We wouldn’t want to profile them.
Instead harass two aging nuns-
“Bend over, cough, and say Amen.”
Don’t touch my junk, hands off! I say.
Or act in a more subtle way.
Buy me dinner and a drink
You might get lucky, I said with a wink.
You think at least they’d warm their hands
Before each colonoscopy.
Is this part of Obama care?
Low cost Guynocology?
We’ve had our “moment“ on the line
And now that I’ve been cleared to fly
before I jet off to Tibet
Won’t you join me for a cigarette?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 28, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 28, 2010

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