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The Bloody Air Brigade

phineas sheridan:

Floating fantastically flawed on the breeze The great airship majestically sailed With a Marvelously malicious murdering intent Any other ships were not to be hailed Rumbling roaring red-hot engines spin Turning magnificent props through the air We all watched it rumble to and fro Spyglass to my eye and wind in my hair like a savage, screaming, sower of lead she poured down a dark deadly din flashes of fire in the dead of night cutting down countless crying men Her Majesty's marvelous machine Crewed by daring, dreamy, dark men It was a fanciful far fetched, almost fake dream To be in The Bloody Air Brigade

The Trans-Aetheric Man

phineas sheridan:

I've never seen one like him Many come through in their brass machines They were always rude and grim He was a noble fellow In his black coat and hat And goggles which made him look mellow He never once yelled at Ms. Pocket Or threw a chair at me And when they broke her locket (the one with the portraits of her mother and father) He merely smiled after they left and said "I'll fix it, It'll be no bother

Pale Blue Dot Carl Sagan http://theendallbeall.net/2008/09/10/poetry-wednesday-carl-sagan/