A U S doctor booked a seat on an Airline
He was brown, from Vietnam, it seems
He was dragged off as if to be there was a crime
Last week a lady with her panties lined
Was interfered with, hand in glove of green
She’d daftly bought a seat on an Airline
The US News is like a pantomime.
I can’t imagine how theses scenes would seem
Dragged off, their mere existence deemed crime
So bloody vulvas are a suspect prime
How about a leaky bladder, scream?
Don’t think you’ve got rights with any big Airline
If you find fresh blood on the seats of planes
It’s ladies who can’t wear protection, seems
And it’s the guards themselves who commit the hateful crime
Is life a lunatic mad dream
Where holy Jesu’s invisible unseen
A doctor bought a seat on an Airline
He was dragged as if his life itself were crime
How my heart sings 