| The Aeroplane |
| Look at the aeroplane Up in the sky, Seems like a giant lark soaring on high. See ! on its outspread wing Flashes the light; There sits the pilot brave, Guiding its flight. Hark ! what a whirring song Comes from its throat, Purr,purr of the engine, Its only note. Now ! high and higher yet, Upward it goes, Till but a tiny speck 'Gainst heaven it shows. Oh ! here it is again, Big as before, Gracefully gliding down To earth once more. Jeannie Kirby |
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| I travel a lot in my work and always carry a camera with me. A short time ago I saw a crop duster busily going about his work and stopped and pulled out my camera. He put on quite a show and I watched in fascination as he climbed and dove over the fields he was spraying. These guys are really good to be able to do the acrobatics they have to do to fly over the fields and climb back up to cross highways and roads to not hit cars and trucks passing by. |
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| Judy a.k.a. Pinklady 7/6/00 |
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