Though we were flying quite high,

Now I need some ice and rye,

Maybe as well some ice for my black eye…

The FAA will be pissed,

Guess now I will be on their no flying list,

My poor little plane I did certainly twist,

All because I saw you were home and wanted a kiss…

Hey, what the hell, I only missed the runway by a mile,

Hey, don’t be gettin’ so hostile,

Not many of your neighbors can boast a plane on their porch,

Oh, no, please don’t burn it up with that torch,

You home as well will most likely get scorched…

© ed ~ 11/20/05