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First Class Upgrade


she wore fishnet stockings
a skirt short and tight
at the airport bar
waiting for a flight,
I drank a beer
she was pretty sauced
bitched about the weather
and her luggage, lost,

With both ended up
with a First Class upgrade
she said she needed whiskey
and wanted to get laid,
at our destination
I gave her what I had
she said I wasn't great
but then I wasn't bad...

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