Ode to my final flight on Southwest

O Orange and Blue Tubes filled with Balding Salarymen!

Conveyors of human cattle lowing and mooing in the A-B-C boarding chutes

Carriers of the Clampetts, but no Ellie Maes

Just the mobbed masses! They of squeaky wheeled Samsonite Sarcophagi

Mulleted madmen trying to pack a motorcycle engine into an overhead

They of the Red-lit Bose noise-cancelling headsets

They who believe twelve peanuts constitute a meal.

Farewell oh Greyhound Bus of the Skies
For next time I fly Jet Blue direct from Boston to Raleigh
And the only thing I’ll miss is the Singapore Noodles from Kwan’s in the Baltimore FoodCourt during my layovers

Author: David Churbuck

Cape Codder with an itch to write

0 thoughts on “Ode to my final flight on Southwest”

  1. it was my first timke flying southwest and it was a great flight the seats were veary comfurtable and the survice was great i an defalently flying southwest agian. and the pilots were funny so were the flight attendecs.

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