Archive for March 3rd, 2008
Ode to Airport Security
Oh how I love, to stand in line
I stood here so long, I came up with this rhyme
We curse and we shuffle, from left to right
Seems like we’ll be here all damn night
The problem is hard, it’s NP complete
But after seven years, you’d think it’d be beat
I’m finally through, waiting here at the gate
When I arrive, I won’t know the date.
