The joys of flying

A passenger jet

 with no room to spare,

I sit in a rare thing, a space

 with room for my knees,

My bum fits the seat 

with a just a little squeeze,

I was worried before, because I knew

the plane seats are tiny, 

more space in a zoo,

I had fingers and toes crossed, 

the seat belt would fit,

It did thank my guardian angel, I would have

felt like a twit,

Luckily the flight is only short,

A long haul in this,

 wouldn’t be sport,

My arm is wedged

 against the curve in the wall,

Understand how sardines feel,

 not having a ball,

A means to end but 

an uncomfortable lack,

Of reasonable comfort,

 give the designer the sack!

I am sat in a plane a few miles in the air,

We are descending,

 oh YES

 nearly there!