Over the checkpoints and through the lines
to grandmother's house we go.
But first TSA must grope us ''that way''
before the plane can go -- oh!

Hand over the laptop and doff your shoes;
up there are the friendly skies.
But on the ground, don't mess around:
We have probes in your size.

Full-body X-rays go humming along.
My, how the scanners beep!
Yes, take my keys and change, but please
just do not touch my bleep.

-- Patt Morrison