Flight LGW 8365 to Bari

Mike Bell/ August 24, 2016/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

The couple stood,
him a gruff man,
she with her layered,
read-long suntan:

There holding up all,
at the boarding gate,
demanding to stand,
and to debate

their low place stood
in the boarding queue:
We paid for priority,
that’s what we do!

I swayed behind him,
on my wobbling body,
his complaints were valid,
but manners quite shoddy.

On the return flight,
we watched with a smile,
them embark from the front
jumped to first in line:

Paid for Priority,
they marched to the gate,
and EasyJet profited,
from their not wanting to wait.

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