There was turbulence in the air
I was a chronically travel-sick teen
And as I felt my insides being shaken around
I began to feel really green

The vomit-bag in front of my chair
Shone out at me like a beacon.
"Use me! Fill me!" It shouted.
I could feel my stomach weaken.

"All you have to do is aim and chuck!"
Said the vomit-bag starting a riot
For my intestines were having a battle,
I wished they would be quiet.

But, "Go on and vomit," the vomit-bag said
A comment i couldn't ignore,
So " SHUT THE HELL UP!" I screamed in a rage
And threw up all over the floor.