Two 1st class seats
The Flight Attendant handed him an extra belt,
Sitting in two 1st class seats, he had some wealth,
But the sigh and look in his eyes told me how he felt,
As I passed by, I had to slide to the side,
Being that overweight I wondered if/what kind of car he'd drive,
Still in the aisle waiting for another guy to stow his bag,
From the corner of my eye I saw him add the belt extender and pull the tag,
Regardless of our lot in life, we all have challenges and handicaps.



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