The Magic Carpet

I can go anywhere I really choose to go,
but you don't have to tell me 'to go with the flow,'
you don't tell me where to go and where to land,
because at this elevation I'm rather an old hand.

I gave Ali Baba a lift after this unusual present,
after I plucked him out from his tent for rent;
now you don't have all this magic in the States,
although you could be taken for a ride by Bill Gates.

However, Elon Musk is shooting people off to the stars,
but not the same, I'm in the sky, no longer need cars;
we flew over Sadaam when he was in his hidey-hole,
shouted down at him: 'Why were you such a stupid soul?'

Those forty thieves were long gone in the mystery,
when we approached the hangar, called out: 'Open sesame.'