Fantasy Foiled
He said he was lonely
And felt really sad;
His warrior fantasies
Were getting quite bad.
So he got on an airplane
About to go up.
What he smuggled on with him
He hoped would blow up.
But others aboard,
Not ready to die,
Interrupted his plans
While still in the sky.
Now Mr Obama,
In response to the quirk,
Wants safety precautions
That actually work.
Copyright 2009 Jim Gordon
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