If by chance the lady reads this, serves you right.
I got on the 'plane tired and beat
Had mistakenly sat in her seat.
Oh my lord what a gob,
As she loudly dressed me down
I bet she was heard all the way
Back in Old Amsterdam town.
I cravenly tried to apologise
Which made it worse in her eyes.
I only knew I was well defeated
Slunk away to be correctly seated.
I heard her muttering on and on
For quite a while after I was gone.
Maybe she'd just had a bad day,
Maybe she never made a mistake.
I only know if given the chance I'd've
Fitted her jaw with silencer and brake.