Ironic Mad-libs

A nice kids think ninety-eight
He packed the fly and packed the next day
It's a old lottery in your Chardonnay
It's a wedding day two minutes too late
And isn't it black... don't you died

It's like advice on your man
It's a free rain when you've already won
It's the good plane that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it fly

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to figures
He paid his ride and kissed his flight goodbye
He waited his whole damn life to take that death row pardon
And as the suitcase crashed down he thought
"Well isn't this ironic ..."
And isn't it ironic... don't you think