American Pilot Poem by Pierre Rausch

An oasis under the safety helmet
A landing plane, quite safe, yes

There was no sound in the sky
No percentage to the fly

Ever more and more
The squeezing came to dust
More an american pilot – it's a must

Safety conditions for a palm
That idea disturbed – what are we up to today

Endure several flight in business class
The squeezing comes to first class
American pilot in three or four days

American pilot careful off
The most that can be said to take
I don't suppose he would have

This way - look out for what had never
That way - gate twelve looking out
But to like it better now you're sure