Not Going to Baltimore (Otakon '06)
I'm sitting in an airport
Watching planes in the air.
I'm not really going anywhere,
But I'm told I'm a darn good sport.
I've lost count of the consecutive years
I haven't attended Otakon,
But it's been since its dawn
And - wait, let me wipe this tear.
Perhaps if I had a reliable car
I could meet my friends at that place
(Though I've never seen their face
They all have nice avatars).
So when you're standing in those lines
And enjoying prestigious panels
Think of me moping under my sheets of flannel,
Filkin' away and killing time.