Bean and Cheese Tacos for the Plane Ride Home

The clock is summoning day to night
which means I'll be on a long-haul flight
for fifteen hours of sheer delight
just knowing that I have a secret.

I smuggled it in a paper sack
knowing there would be no turning back
I stood up straight and faced security
denying that the lack of obscurity
in my smile could have blown my cover.

The officer gave me chilling news
and asked me to remove my shoes.
The future was looking pretty bleak-
a lonesome tear rolled down my cheek
because the floor looked really dirty.

The Xray man was not much fun
when I asked him where he got his gun
in a friendly banter that's not illegal-
They brought over the snoopy beagle
and then I knew I was really in for it.

After the blatant display of authority
my place- among the braver minority
of people who go to a good deal of trouble
to smuggle in a vegetarian double
order of bean and cheese tacos- has been established.