• Off we go into the wild blue yonder, Climbing high into the sun; Here they come zooming to meet our thunder, At 'em boys, Give 'er the gun! (Give 'er the gun now!) Down we dive, spouting our flame from under, Off with one helluva roar! We live in fame or go down in flame. Hey! Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force!

• Hey, read your thread about militaryness.

  
  

  With regards to this entry, you might like "An Irish Airman Foresees His Death" by W.B. Yeats.

  garedelyonon May 27, 2010   Link

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