All Aboard Da Sky Bus

Oh sir your shirt

Could cover a couple

Of big old good size guys.

And you got the stare of a hungry

Bear and sniffle like I’m

Smothered in nice.

It’s my move sir when you move.

I saw you squash a loved one with your massive much.

Scraped her front nearly right off in a scooping the window seat touch.

Course, soon you needed out sir cause

L stands for least desirable.

But still we rode it out – didn’t we sir … on the inside, high and terrible.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.