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[title] => My Latest Toy
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[bodytext] => Today in the mail, I received an egg A box that is full of sticks Along with the sticks it came with a form the book to show me the tricks A decision made, I read through the code To make sure my choice was right When everything’s done and all is complete I‘ll have a beautiful flight I’ll measure and cut all the shards of wood Until the miter is right With a little glue, some patience and time Together the joints are tight Sticks go together, more and more in time An embryo taking form With a leading edge, and trailing edge too Wings that are now looking norm The fuselage is next, to hold wings and tail for so boldly she will fly with diligent work, my skills razor sharp one day she’ll take to the sky. It’s perfectly straight, an arrow would blush I did a wonderful job Its time for feathers, and a motor too For a crash will make me sob With feathers installed and motor in place My bird some balance is needed The radio gear and battery next The ballast that is heeded She’s balanced just right and ready to fly Her coat is yellow and black On her maiden day I’ll take to the field I sure hope that she comes back Her motor is running, I’ve tuned her just right I think she’s ready to go The runway is long, I release my hold No hurry just take it slow She’s stable and strong as a train on rails I’m ready to make her rise She comes off the ground as straight as can be I didn’t have a surprise She’s now in the air, I’m nervous as hell My body out of control My thumbs are a quiver, yet she won’t shiver She’s just up on patrol Her tank’s about dry, I’m getting tired What a day it’s been so far It’s time for landing, it’s not over yet I want her back in the car She comes to the ground; she’s all in one piece My nerves are settling down For all of my love and all of my time She’s the best damn plane in town. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 43 [informant] => rcav8ing [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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