"Stranded at the drive-in. Branded a fool..."

So I arrived bright and early at the airport for my 8 AM flight to Denver International only to find that the flight was delayed by three hours (so far).  In my boredom, I wrote a poem:

As I laid myself to sleep,

I prayed to God my flight would keep

It’s promised departure time.

But little did I know

There would be heavy snow;

The bane of my stupid airline.

So here I sit against this wall,

Is there anything I can do at all

To get me to my point B.

Whether by planes, trains, or automobiles,

I will take up any of these deals.

By land, by air, or by sea. 

But then I must accept

That there is nothing I can do quite yet,

But face the boredom; my final foe.

So here I still sit and wait.

I understand my fate,

All because of the stupid snow.  

PS: Wifi here sucks... Alot...