Up Up and Away
UP UP AND AWAY
Don’t care what you say about airplanes.
To me it’s just magic. . . . two hundred tonnes
Of steel and sweaty passengers, waiting to be fed,
Rumbling loudly on the runway at about a hundred
Miles per hour : and one moment it’s on the ground
And next moment it’s up in the air - with no sound.
Don’t talk to me of lift and drag coefficients;
It is simply magic : and that’s sufficient.
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Written on 9 October 2011 by Sydney Peck for
Russell Sivey's Contest " Challenge - Max 8 lines "
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2011
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