Worth Annoyances
We’re crammed in like a
can of peas,
With shows to watch that
aren’t so great.
The air is on, designed to
freeze.
Tell me, what’s this that
I just ate?
It’s been nine hours, now
next day.
Between two folks with nought
to say
So much on planes there to
annoy.
But soon, I’ll go again with
joy.
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