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Ma’am.

Those reporters out there

Are waiting for me,

Is there another way

To the next gate,

Help me please.



I know they told you my tale,

I just don’t want to deal

With the reporters on my trail.



I just want to get home,

To the ones I miss so,

Please ma’am, help me go.



Thank you for getting me through,

I will send a letter of commendation

To the airline for you.



Thank you, I will definitely fly you again,

Don’t know how soon or when,

But I will my friend.



Bye.



Oh, hi, lord

When did you come aboard.

Yes she was very nice

But I have learned my lesson,

I am now wise.



A wonderful woman awaits at home,

And I have been too long gone.

I hope by now, I will have been forgiven,

If not after all this, lord,

I am not sure I want to go on living.



Yes, I remember saying I would put you first,

But if I lost her, hell couldn’t be worse.

I know, I am sorry as can be,

I am just excited that her I will soon see.



Do you want something to drink,

This is a short flight,

But they should have something I would think.

I am in good hands you say,

Thanks to you, are you going away?



Please, stay with me

til I am at home and hearth,

You are right,

You are always with me here in my heart.

If you must go,

I understand,

There are many others

You need to give a helping hand.

Thanks again lord,

I promise to stay in touch,

Excuse me ma’am?

Oh, I was just talking to someone

I will miss very much.



What’s that? Put away my tray.

We are getting ready to land?

Oh happy day.



Ma’am, you recognize who I am,

Can you get me past those reporters,

I’m kind of on the lam.



No, I haven’t done any thing wrong,

I just don’t want to talk to them,

I want to get home.



I appreciate the assist,

You really are a terrific miss.

No thank you you have done enough,

I will grab a taxi,

I am in a rush.



Taxi, Taxi, over here,

Well, Well my friend,

We meet again,

Yes, that was 317 West Vine.

I give you an extra twenty to keep it quiet,

Would that make you mime?



Thank you for the ride my friend,

A long time coming this has been.

Drive safely and thank you once more,

But this is what I have been waiting for.



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Let me see if the key is still under the mat,

No. Hmm, oh that’s right,

The flower pot is where it is at.

HI HONEY, I AM HOME!.

Hmmm, wonder where everyone has gone?



Oh hi, lord, You did stop by here,

No one appears to be home,

Can I get you a beer?



I am sure we have some in the ice,

Right now a cold one would be nice.

No, you have to run,

But thought to look in on the fun.



Talk to you later

Let you know how it came out,

Oh, you already know all about.



Can you, like, clue me in?

I will find a clue in the kitchen.

That is all you have to say?

Yeah, I guess that is okay.



Be seeing you, lord, I hope,

Not to soon though,

I’m not yet at the end of my rope.



Bye for now,

Going to look for that clue,

Catch you later,

Be seeing you.



Maybe she left a note on the message board,



Dear Sean,

We are at the funeral home,

They made me do it,

They said you had to be gone.

I still hold out hope that they are wrong,

I just can’t believe you are gone.

Seina



I know you hated that chore,

But you must live on, our babies for.



Well, I am bushed, I will wait for you in bed,

Boy what a surprise for your pretty little head.

SURPRISE HONEY, I am not dead.



Oh god, this bed feels so good,

I smell her perfume,

I could sleep like a piece of wood.



Maybe I will just rest my eyes,

Before giving her the big surprise.

I’ll just close them for a minute or two,

Just a liiittllleee snooozzzeee.