I remember when .... my first attempt at Aces High poetry back in Jan or march 2002.
This is a tale of woe, its sad indeed
the story of how AirScrew lost his Luftwaffe steed.
He stayed up late after his squadmates had logged out
and decided to fly a lone Lancaster and help with the route.
He selected his munitions and launched with great care
with one notch of flaps the Lancaster was soon sailing on air.
He took his bearings and set his heading,
and decided the Knight Headquarters needed a banging.
Most of us know the Lancaster is slow, and not very thrilling to fly
so he went AFK to have a quick smoke and count the stars in the sky.
He wasn't gone long, ten minutes or less, and told everyone he was back.
But when he sat down he started to frown, "Oh My Gawd I'm under attack!"
A TA-152 was circling with glee,
Firing 20mm's at him like they were free.
(He cried, ”oh woe is me”.)
He jumped to his guns and fired clatter, clatter
but he failed to make the 152 splatter, and in no time at all his plane was in tatters.
His situation was grim as he rode his beast down and thought it was best to just bail.
But his fingers were slow and he didn’t hit O and he smacked right into the
ground.
He sat in a daze as his visions of glory faded off in the haze,
He wondered, “who was my killer?”
He wanted revenge no matter the cost, just like a cheap B movie thiller.
The System said Urchin is for whom he should be searchin and he began to plan his demise.
He knew the 152 was deadly and quick so he selected a 262, wasn’t he wise?
He scrambled his jet with nary a fret, cause he practiced alot offline.
He knew without a doubt this plane had clout and said “Soon Urchin will be mine.”
As he climbed to the clouds, in his search for Urchin, he began to plan his attack.
When suddenly around his plane there did appear puffs of black smoke, “Oh no the Flak factory is near.”
Panic? Not him, for his plane is small and oh so fast, he knew he had nothing to fear.
But wait, whats that he hears, a bang and a snap and now smoke he does smell,
He looks at his right wing, and it really looks like hell.
All that fire and smoke he knows this can’t be good, “perhaps I can turn back…,”
Nope too late.
