Flight 19 Vanishes
Magnetic anomalies
Often tied to a crystal
That submerged with Atlantis
In Bermuda’s Triangle
Flight 19 left Florida
Routine military squad
Training mission, planes on course
‘Til pilots saw something odd
Sea met sky; which way was up?
Compasses spinning about
Then radio transmissions
They were suddenly without
North and south undistinguished
Seemed like a frightening dream
As the air control on base
Saw them fade from radar’s screen
Rescue effort quickly launched
14 men were lost at sea
But to this day no one knows
What became of Flight 19
Just one of many cases
Bermuda’s Triangle lore
Pilots fall to certain doom
On the cold Atlantic floor
Atlantis technology
May have led to its demise
A sunken crystal’s power
Still lures aircraft from the skies
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