O(Listen to the poem here)
Some airports get a person’s name
and then drift miles away
and come to dis-resemble them.
Unless Da Vinci was a good
extortionist, De Gaulle dressed
black in grimmest leather
and had a hobby which
he practised in a dungeon
and JFK used sticky tape
to keep his trousers up.
Time for renaming:
Rome Al Capone,
Paris Franz Kafka and
New York Homer Simpson Airport.
Phillip Hill 2007
(This poem is included in my book The Observation Car which is available from
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Sideways Station 