The plane roars steadily signalling its departure
Standing on the tarmac ready to take off
Anxious passengers sat silently, hearts in their mouth
As the waving flags descends from mobile waving hands
He speeds off running down the tarred runway
Like an athlete heading towards the finishing line
Then up he lifts his mighty nose roaring
High above the skyscrapers and soaring mountains
In a moment, the compliant complex machine
Fancied in the model of a flying coffin
Holding acquaintance with then receding blue sky
Charges desperately towards its distant destination
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