Ironic Mad-libs

A nice Chardonnay died ninety-eight
He think the flight and think the next day
It's a ironic rain in your advice
It's a plane two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic... don't you won

It's like kids on your ride
It's a free lottery when you've already kissed
It's the good suitcase that you just didn't packed
Who would've thought... it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to paid
He fly his wedding day and waited his fly goodbye
He take his whole damn life to take that death row pardon
And as the man crashed down he thought
"Well isn't this black ..."
And isn't it old... don't you think