I just authored this on a plane, while sitting in an exit row, in honour of Exit Rows everywhere.

I’m 6’6” / 200cm. You get the idea.

Happiness is an Exit Row

Happiness is an Exit Row With knees not shifting to and fro With aching not felt from below Nor seat-backs crushing hips-to-toes I do so love you Exit Row

Happiness is an Exit Row With room to stage a puppet show While dressed as Edgar Allen Poe With daughter cousin wife in tow Oh! How I love my Exit Row

Happiness is an Exit Row Should you steal it, you’re my foe The handle pulled, the door I’ll blow Released your belt and out you go I’d kill to have my Exit Row

Oh, how I love my Exit Row!