The Airman
It was his first flight,
He had desired lofty height.
He loved fighter jets,
He talked about it on his dates.
Though he failed his enrolment exams twice,
He knew life is like throwing dice.
Sky flight was his all-time favourite movie,
Unlike the bird’s movie, Covey.
He passed his simulation practices,
He preferred them to algebra matrices.
He heard so many noises in the sky,
He landed in a lost city called Fey.
November 6, 2022.
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