Thursday, September 19, 2013

Airplanes

A poem by Ursula McCarthy

Airplanes are quick.
Airplanes are fast.
Airplanes fly over
The ocean vast.

If I was a Pilot,
I'd like to be
Flying straight over
The wide open sea.

Airplanes fly over
The world around.
So if I was a Pilot,
I'd stay off the ground.

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