An Airy Poem

Rain streaks flowing freely down the metal beast
On you glide from the east
Ethereal beauty in the sky
Oh airplane let me watch you fly.

To the cunt in Row 22 E
Sit back down you peon flee
You were too cheap to pay to check your bag
You have earned this hate you brunette slag
All the overhead was filled with stuff
To the back of the plane you went in a huff
Pushed and shoved in the overhead bins until you found space
Then returned to your reserved place
All that is well enough and deserves no scorn
But you bypassed airplane etiquette and will now learn
If your bag is in the way way back
And the airplane has landed on the tarmac
The jetbridge is connected and the door ajar
We have safely traveled from afar
Wait and let one row off at a quick pace
And if its your turn grab your bag and exit with haste
Do not block the row and call to the people behind
To bring forth your bag six rows back from the seat you were assigned
You've blocked people and the row
You've ceased all orderly exiting flow
Sit your ass down until the rows behind you are clear
Then dodge and jump your way to the rear
At that point you can grab your junk
Then exit the aisle towing your trunk
What you pulled was a dick move
And I for one do not approve
You've acted like an entitled selfish little bitch
You know checking a bag isn't just for the rich
It ok even if you can't afford it
Basic manners are free you ninny tit
So you be patience and don't block the aisle
It will only be a little extra while
And you won't seem like a useless cheapskate
Who makes everyone else wait