Together with daddy in Sunday
We"re going to airdrome high-day
What a spree by the way -
There are a lot of airplanes!
Seventy tank-cars carry over
Kerosene for airplanes hover
Here is a plane is sitting down
Its airfoils like wings of fowl
Mister Peter is an airman
The chief flying superman
I"ll get to him and press his suit
To show me a parachute
Show me where is a helm
I voyaged before this term
More than a hundred times
With my mommy teamwise
I wanna be an aviator
Teach me flying later
Mister Peter said:
"You are baby yet
Your tootsy ain"t reach
To a pedal switch
And so tense lever
You ain"t to budge never
Come back afterwards
We"ll help you in your wants!"
It was failure try
But pilots never cry
Daddy and I at home returned
I bolt to a table and told:
"Gimme some porridge, mama,
And a mug of some bonny-clabber"
(с) Рубин Алексей
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© Copyright: Александр В.Руденко, 2001
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