Ok, Warloc said "I expect to see some good Haiku after this", so blame him:
Below me I see
A Tomahawk tumbling
To bits I blast him
To bombers rush on
more Tomahawk cons, Hurri!
Dive down to engage
A cloud on the way
much green mother terra then
fly straight now.. but where?
A hurri passed by
Coerce his tail to part ways
Refinery Ack
A ping from behind
Then a boom and silence. Good
Gravity saved me.
To home base I fly
Wingy with fuel trail behind
Soon just one engine
Refuel and reup
To infidels I seek blood
Squaddies to avenge
3 bandits above
One comes down to play, for now
Soon there will be more.
As a mouse I dodge
Turn to the dive, roll away
but to no avail
To P40 a
And to the hurricane too
but one life to give.
Warloc and IJA
May we wage fierce battle 'gain
On another day.
<.S>
