Monday, January 3, 2011

Plane Ticket from Hemingway.

I was reading a book from the library,
Hemingway to be exact.
When a plane ticket fell out from the pages near the back.
I wonder what kind of person you are
Miss Beverly V, White?
Or are you a Mrs.? I'm terribly sorry
Was your husband on the flight?
On your way to Dallas/Fort Worth,
Did you enjoy your seats in 14b?
Did you have a loud snorer beside you?
Or someone who talked incessantly?
Well, I'll probably never shake your hand,
Or get a chance to see your face,
But I guess we'll share this momentary link
As two people who read Hemingway.

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