If all my strongest brothers
were out to sit
on section B (and by this I mean
the seats after row six [6])
probably the whole plane couldn’t take off.
Their weights would be counted to be
onehundredthousansmillion and a little
and maybe even that wouldn’t be enough.
(Can you imagine that I would
like to hover in the zero gravity
and that I like turbulence?)
I give some chocolate to the brothers.
Captain Destiny is scratching his head
and he cannot understand why the plane is not
taking off.
And he won’t believe me
when I say that there are
my strongest brothers,
onehundredthousandmillion kilograms
(and a little) plus some chocolate in the stomach.
He just says:
"Well, unfortunately that means no
zero gravity or turbulence for you today,
Madam !"
