Up, Up and Away
Up, up and away
In ballon full of hot air
Hanging from a hair
Up, up and away
No steering and no braking
Bravery faking
Up, up and away
Under ballon swinging high
Storm clouds coming nigh
Up, up and away
Fearsome lightning bolts flash by
Need help from on High
Up, up and away
Trying to hold breakfast in
Swaying in the wind
Up, up and away
Small box dangling in the wind
Need a Dramamine
Up, up and away
Pale and shaking in wet boots
Where’s a parachute
Up, up and away
First time is one time enough
This is scary stuff
Up, up and away
On the ground will always stay
Until dying day
Up, up and away
Forget it, here I will stay
You get underway
Up, up and away
No thanks, rather get my kicks
On Route Sixty-Six
Copyright © David Moore | Year Posted 2024
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