Plane Talk

Halfway through the flight,
Alcohol’d quenched my thirst,
And an annoying seatmate,
Finally brought out my worst,
At which point I turned
and then viciously burst:
“Donner’s my name,
And if we go down in this plane,
I’m eating you first!
After that her inane need to babble dispersed.

Words, words, glorious words! Give me all of your words!

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