It's time again this Saturday
To battle with the TSA,
To zip my liquids, shed my shoes
And no wand-wielding guard refuse.
It's time again to sit alone
In terminals while voices drone
From speakers about flight delays
And canceled flights and un-comped stays.
It's time again to wonder why
They have life vests on flights that fly
Above dry land, and how straight-faced
They show you how to keep them laced.
It's time again to pack my bag.
I need to go now.
See you in a while.
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