Flight from Hell!

Dragging charts fast to the plane.

A Course of flight is on his brain.

Wholly trust in the maintenance crew.

The cabin door he strides on through.

Officer one is already in flight-check.

Close the door. They hoard the flight deck.

Secure the cabin the Attendants try.

On the flight deck, the checklists fly.

Instructions given from clearance delivery.

The Steed is released out of the livery.

Enter the taxiway, with a parade of flight.

A Long row of aluminum, of pride and might.

Checklist done. A second and third time.

Soon to be in the air. Flying sublime.

Position and hold. They get the call.

Clear to go, throttle to the wall.

Best rate of climb, the clock is set.

Try to beat time is the pilot’s bet.

Climb real fast to altitude hold.

The cabin is warm, outside wings cold.

Clear air turbulence comes fast and hard.

Suddenly everyone attentive and on guard.

Turbulence kept up, moderate but steady.

One young girl's breakfast to come up. Was ready.

Out it came, missed the bag and, onto the chair.

Some even got on another passenger’s hair.

The smell crept all over to linger and wallow.

Other people's food was destined to follow.

First one passenger. Then two then four.

The attendants prayed, PLEASE no more!

Suddenly a passenger’s words did explode.

Look! The damn toilet, it just overflowed!

The smell mixed in, with many people's cries.

It smelled like maggots and many dead flies.

On the other side of the door, flight deck so calm.

So perfect and normal, the plane, in their palm.

Cabin attendant called the captain with words so true.

Pardon me Sir, but I have some bad news for you.

He told her Sadly. We cannot divert.

Great job you all are doing, stay alert.

He hung up the phone. It was like a trigger.

Suddenly their problems just got bigger.

One alarm screamed, then three, then five.

Suddenly the flight crew was vastly alive.

Officer One grabbed the book of knowledge.

Studied it hard, like he was back in college.

Then alarm ten. Now fifteen, then twenty-three.

The captain cried, Hell. How could this be.

He declared an emergency. Told approach may-day.

Now so much they would earn three times their Pay.

First officer flipped through the pages galore.

One page said do this. Another said do more.

Now alarms numbered up to thirty-three.

The deck was lit up like a Christmas tree.

Then the right seat said, Come on man! Holy cow!

If all alarms were true, we would be dead by now!

The Plane flew well and true. There were no wrongs.

Except for alarms clamoring, like many Gongs.

The captain's confidence was improved in stages.

He said, "We will fly with the old steam gauges."

Flight Attendants had the cabin in control.

But now the beverage cart would not roll.

A locked solid wheel, what would they do?

Persistently drag it, do their job so true.

Approach called calmly, cleared for ILS.

Everything worked fine, with no duress.

Flight crew called tower. Said, we’re here.

The plane worked great. They had no fear.

Touched down so smooth, little rubber lost.

Some passengers were planning to get Sauced.

Nerves so calm, was the whole aircraft crew.

Incredibly after what they just went through.

Pulled to the gate. In line, passengers leave.

Attendants reflect. Thank God, a reprieve,

The flight crew comes out. Gives the cabin crew a bow.

What do you know? The toilet works just fine now.

Kasey Dann.