Wing Walking Woes

On a plane that was bound for Gibraltar

When the in-flight equipment had fused

I was voted to become a wing walker

By the crew - just to keep them amused.

I clambered outside and got a good grip

The passengers cheered my endeavour

Then somebody asked me to do a back flip

Before there's a change in the weather.

I duly obliged but much to my shock

I lost a few things in the spin:

A set of false teeth, a shoe and a sock

And the box that my glasses were in.

And then, on my shoulder, an unwanted guest

A raven decided to perch

It seems that it wanted some hair for a nest

And was eyeing me up for research.

It pecked at my hair as I did a jig

I was not going to give it up lightly

But sadly to say it flew off with my wig

That I thought I had glued on so tightly.

I clung to the wing with a faltering grip

My tongue feeling like it's been sanded

When I finally fell with an ear-piercing yell

I was lucky - the plane had just landed.