Here comes the story of an Airport tale,
Of dirty secrets and lies that smell,
Of stupid yet funny jocks,
That smell like dirty gym socks.
There's rednecks, goths, geeks, and preps too.
Sharing gossip is all they do.
There is always drama and stupid fights,
Never out of sight.
People that think they know the real you,
Who turn out to be someone not so true.
Crazy people from all over,
Each with a different story cover.
So from where I stand on these steps,
You see what lies between the depths,
Of the same people everyday,
Always trying to get their way.
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