To my beloved 190 the dreaded a8
So often you smile when I use you as bate
I keep you real low but never too slow
In hopes that some prey will soon see us below
And when they dive in booming real fast
I know that this fight will not be our last
When I am sure he's diving to fight
I grin and I think gosh what a glorious night
I pull on the stick and move into the vert
waiting OHH waiting to give your cannons a spirt
As we soar up and up and go into the merge
I know that we'll soon kill this foul scurge
We continue our climb and I look back to see
That poor little target has turned in to me
It's now that I know it's time to reverse
I laugh as I realise he's going home in a herse
When I think of us dancing I get such a thrill
So thank you my darling for this wonderful kill
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Udie
Say "you-die", Say "ooodee", JUST SAY YOUR PRAYERS!!!!
902nd Immortal Jaguars