Flying ban

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.