Selana

Selana She strapped on her warplane and flew away to fight Russian jets being the enemy to be hit Her missiles were old like her plane But it was a good one well built Serviced by her mechanics to perform When ordered to do by her She the tip of the spear just a gal Reason I love my mistress the pilot Defending our nation each and every day She already shot down four or five planes She told me it’s confusing being in combat Things happen fast beyond comprehension It’s comparable to driving a racing bike I think but I’m a hacker and don’t drive I get into Russian and Red Chinese systems Do my art and war that way to defeat them It focuses me while my gal is up above Keeping us all safe from enemy actions I want to tell the world but we cannot We must remain a secret what we both do