Come little children and listen up now
your time is a coming, and this'll be how.
You'll yell and you'll scream, run up and down aisles,
You'll kick backs of seats and you'll do it with smiles.
But the KACKIT is watching. The KACKIT sees all.
And when you're not looking, The KACKIT will fall
from the overhead bin where your mom stowed her bag.
The KACKIT will grab you, and off you'll be dragged
to a part of the plane where no one must go
to a black, freezing room only KACKIT-kin know.
So settle down childrenand stop all your tears
stop yelling, stop screaming, stop making noise here.
For the KACKIT will hear you and take you away,
deep in the dark, and your parents will say
"Such a shame such a shame, it just isn't right.
Oh 'twere our child back!
but until then
This is such a nice flight."