I went to Australia and what did I see,
A snake being eaten by a gigantic bee.
This was in the airport five minutes in,
My movement could be described as a nope-nope-nope-spin.
I spun so fast back out of ‘stralia,
The airplane gyroscopes responded with a failure.
No plane working, everyone grounded,
The mechanics astounded, confused and dumbfounded.
They found I’m to blame with a Geiger counter
A classic case of the never-plane-mounter.
So I got a ban that lasts a until the day I die,
But my carbon footprint’d make Mr. Musk cry.