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patchoulipumpkin Member
since 2000-01-01
Posts 196Bermuda |
Pretending We get off the ground and I hold my breath Its just the jump from ground to air that makes me nervous Everybody around me keeps reading their paper Playing on their laptops They pretend they know what they are doing Tap, Tap,Tap Hmm, Clinton’s in trouble again Would you look at that cloudburst, my goodness And I think to myself how foolish I am How foolish of me to think that I’m in a projectile That’s hurtling through space at speed’s that don’t even exist on land So I pick up a crossword and start to pretend. |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
Eeek! I know these feelings well, and have often sat and wondered at the people around me whilst sitting in our little tiny seats; whether or not they realize we're being shot throught the air! Well done! May I never be too busy to help another's load, Then I'll be drinking from the saucer 'cause my cup has overflowed. --Author Unknown |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Neat perspective, well expressed.  Claire |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
I have to do alot of pretending myself when I have to get into an airplane!  This poem captures my sentiments exactly! Denise |
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