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No flat filet of anchovie Is half so snug as you and me Packed oh so cozy, close and tight Tube-travellers on a Southwest flight Tucked in a soft reclining chair We breathe the keroscentic air Peanuts and cheese-nips for a feast Cuisine de Southwest, flying east With nearly nothing on our plate Let's use our near-starvation state Creatively, for we can fly it As an impromptu enroute diet Charon the captain of our flight We jet across the Styxian night Yet hopeful that beyond the gates Some bona fi-de' food awaits Airline Infernal ! Flight Eternal ! Scribble, scribble in your journal Never, ever go again, with this mechanicien No more the lines, no more the crunch But if you just must; pack a lunch.
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Nov 21, 2016
Nov 21, 2016 at 3:09 PM UTC
jay-conner
The Flight
No flat filet of anchovie Is half so snug as you and me Packed oh so cozy, close and tight Tube-travellers on a Southwest flight Tucked in a soft reclining chair We breathe the keroscentic air Peanuts and cheese-nips for a feast Cuisine de Southwest, flying east With nearly nothing on our plate Let's use our near-starvation state Creatively, for we can fly it As an impromptu enroute diet Charon the captain of our flight We jet across the Styxian night Yet hopeful that beyond the gates Some bona fi-de' food awaits Airline Infernal ! Flight Eternal ! Scribble, scribble in your journal Never, ever go again, with this mechanicien No more the lines, no more the crunch But if you just must; pack a lunch.
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