The Flying Aces
The Aces are coming the female ducklings said. There’s Dash!
Duckling adoration toward these valiant flyers with panache’.
One glided in on half a fighter jet that had a huge gash.
They entered the French restaurant and made a great splash!
They are heroes! The French ducklings yelled out with glee.
You can have him and Jim but save Henry Ace for me!
There was a clear favorite, as we other officers could see.
My brother Henry left with a smile that said “hee hee hee”.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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