Tuesday, July 19, 2011

They Don't Call Me "Poet & I Don't Even Know It" for Nothing

Flight of the Chitlin

We were getting ready to get on the plane
Of course Mommy was going a little insane
It was the first flight we would take without the Mr.
We were going to visit my Mother, Father, and Sister
We went to the Airport and it was time to board
My anxiety worsened, my stomach soared
Southwest and their "No assigned seating"
I looked for a friendly face, a smile, a greeting
We saw another Mother alone with her Cub
I knew we would be safe and that she would not snub
So we sat ourselves down and prepared for the flight
I put on my seatbelt and held the Chitlin tight
Before we knew it we were up in the air
"Your baby is so good...that's very rare"
The other Mother complimented the Chitlin's behavior
I thought, "Thank God, my Lord, and Savior
We were almost there and we prepared to be finally on the ground
Then something happened, something deadly without sound
Everyone looked at each other thinking, "What is that smell?"
The Chitlin had tooted...and I sat there silently in hell

1 comment:

  1. Ahhh, a mother's job is not what you expect. But I'm sure your little one made up by just smiling and giggling while you had to clean that up. At least, that is what my little one did a while back on a plane.
    Great to connect with you on Bloggy Moms.
    Have a wonderful week,
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