I hate when you get on a plane
After a nice vacation in a developing country
And you look out your window as the plane is taking off
And you see a hand grasping the wing
It's only a hand but you know it's a stowaway
Someone trying to escape to a better life
And they have picked the wrong hiding spot under the plane
And they are trying to move to a better location
But the plane is going awfully fast and it must be getting cold
You watch as the fingers gripping begin to slip a little
As the tiny island becomes a speck on the horizon
But then the stewardess taps you on the shoulder and
asks if you'd like a complimentary beverage
You receive your drink
And as you take your first sip you look back out the window
and the hand is gone...
But it's okay, you had a good trip and you've got some great pictures to show friends
I was in El Salvador last week. I asked some of the locals if they would like to come back to Canada with me. I told them it can be cold there...don't want to mislead them. "Do you want to come to my country to live and be cold" I had a big bag that I carried down snow in. I thought it would make them think I was a god if I had frozen water. Seems they have all seen ice before, so I didn't get to be Senior God. I told the one that wanted to go to Canada to get in the bag, feel the cold and then I would take him to Canada. To bad I forgot the bag at the hotel. I like the beer cold too.
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