One day when I was a lad
I was patrolling in my Spad
—I was flying over France
—By the seat of my pants
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Bravo, an ace of a poem. I liked the sense of this poem as you visually wove in and out of trouble, it has motion, force and imagination rarely encountered in these halls.
ah yes the Red Baron..he had 79 kills to his name in WWI which was deadly and unmatched even today! marvelous work!