So, I'm taking a trip and unusually for English service industries, someone stood out for delivering good service. So here is a little poem. I tried writing more but it didn't feel right.
Keep writin' and recitin'
Poem for the Meet and Greet girl.
It takes a special kind of something
to smile and mean it,
at five thirty in the morning
in a fake American diner in
a real English airport
she has it.