.4. Non Flyer Poem by David Threadgold

One wing fell off over Dover
The other went missing near Calais
His fuselage couldn’t stay air-born
And this bit got wedged down an alley

His parachute only half opened
And got tangled up round a spire
Churchgoers came out to take a good look
What had happened to this poor young flyer

They all stood around and some pointed
All heard the really loud rip
He slid down the Spire and the rooftop
Till he fell with a thud on his hip

Someone called out for a doctor
To help ease the young pilots pain
Who felt the last straw had been dealt him
And vowed he would not fly again


© 2008 David Threadgold
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