Really crazy how we met,
Meg and I (I’m feeling sad!).
There was some unhappy day.
It was 7 hours way
From New York to Monterey,
Transferring was in L.A.
I should carry diamond ring
At my roommate’s wedding scene.
I decided, then I took
A detective story book.
My attention stuck with it,
Murderer’d be snaffle-bitted
But the woman next to me
(God! Why was it meant to be?!)
Started talking: my book was
Just the same one like hers.
She was Meg or maybe Liz
(Something definitely like this)
She flew on a business trip.
(Flood of words I couldn’t skip)
She was chattering so much,
Would be glad to be in touch.
All the way she talked and talked,
I wished hiding but was locked.
There was some unhappy day
When arriving to L.A.
I found out that I missed
(It was very sudden twist)
My connected needed plane
From L.A. to Monterey.
And the next, then I was warning,
Would fly there in the morning.
Meg invited me to her,
I refused, I did prefer
That the airline offered
(I thought I’d already suffered).
When hotel bus drove away
(Finally, she didn’t say!)
I forgot about Meg
Quite fast, just several sec.
Lucky flight to Monterey,
Bride excited wedding’s day.
But a few months after that
I’d called from Samantha’s chat.
Ah, Samantha was a bride,
My roommate at college, right.
She was at some party now,
As she said that there was Wow!
I came over to get fun.
Who wouldn’t want to make this done?
There was some unhappy day!
Meg was near my roommate!
And she wanted be my friend
(I was feeling so offended!)