The Black Box Poem by Sandra Martyres

After the air crash
A massive search was set up
To trace the black box

Nothing could be found
In and around the crash site
Raising suspicion

Then came the experts
With their new simulators
To recreate events

Tents were set up soon
And every piece of debris
Filmed and listed

The missing blackbox
Remained a mystery for all
The sleuths were called in

Their first opinion
After investigation
Was rather fuzzy

Their far-fetched theories
From terror to negligence
Were convoluted

Soon the villagers
Appeared and casually
Unearthed the box

They thought it looked vile
They hid it well underground
A mystery solved