There was a little hedgehog of the pilot sort To fly an helicopter was his only thought Flying in the sky all along the sea An helicopter pilot he just long to be.
He booked some flying lessons at an airport near by So he could get his wings once he learnt to fly. Hedgehog past his test now he could fly alone In an helcopter flying on his own
Now hedgehog he was ready and headed for the sky High above the clouds he began to fly Suddenly he saw what looked like a flare Flying past his window gave him quite a scare.
Hedgehog circled round to see what it could be There he saw dinghy floating in the sea. It was his friend the badger he was in distress Badger was in trouble and in such a mess.
Hedgehog he got closer he was very brave And his friend the badger hedghog he would save.
He dropped down a line to his little friend Badger he grabbed hold and hung on to the end Hedgehog pulled him up and pulled his friend aboard Then in to the air hedgehog quickly soared
He had saved the badger. he was safe once more Flew him back to land to the safety of the shore Hedghog waved goodbye then he flew away And his still a pilot to this very day
There was a little hedgehog of the pilot sort To fly an helicopter was his only thought Flying in the sky all along the sea An helicopter pilot he just long to be.
He booked some flying lessons at an airport near by So he could get his wings once he learnt to fly. Hedgehog past his test now he could fly alone In an helcopter flying on his own
Now hedgehog he was ready and headed for the sky High above the clouds he began to fly Suddenly he saw what looked like a flare Flying past his window gave him quite a scare.
Hedgehog circled round to see what it could be There he saw dinghy floating in the sea. It was his friend the badger he was in distress Badger was in trouble and in such a mess Hedgehog he got closer he was very brave And his friend the badger hedghog he would save.
He dropped down a line to his little friend Badger he grabbed hold and hung on to the end Hedgehog pulled him up and pulled his friend inside Then in his helicopter hedgehog began to glide.
He had saved the badger he was safe once more Flew him back to land to the safety of the shore Hedghog waved goodbye then he flew away And his still a pilot to this very day
There were ferris wheel and rocking boat Even a flying saucer Of rides worth a few pennies
But the boy embracing that unlucky age Had his eyes stuck on the shining silver blue Beaming behind the sparking glass Full with rotor blades ready to take off Dreaming a ride to the sky Past the high tent of the circus Over the tallest coconut tree Into the haze of stars Where to only lonely pilots could fly For being loved and understood And not questioned for the cracked voice For the thin hairlines on upper lip For glancing at the girls But inducted into the team of thirteen For perpetually traversing between stars On free rides into freedom Worth a lifetime.
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Author: Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Date: 14/04/2019
№ 533138
Helicopter Moon
You're like a helicopter Falling off the face Of the moon:
When I was a seed, With my helicopter wings, Did the wind just happen To set me in the land of things? Or did I choose where I fell? To meet my spirits' need? Does it matter if I wonder? Or will that just pull me under? Well, whatever this energy brings, I am here to pay attention, Watching, without distraction. No longer a seed, I am rooted and standing tall In this wonderful incarnation.
Swept up in your breeze lifting me to new heights. Floating on a silken web back to earth, lost in wingless flight. Living in the moment, you've given me new eyes. Riding high on a wave of ecstasy, coming alive in you.
Words elude me, running in circles to escape my lips. Tears run with unfamiliar emotions, Washing away old scars of relationships past. Souls unite as intertwining vines, becoming one in love.
That familiar sound of a helicopter approaching Out of nowhere its search light focused. Down onto a desolute and lonely moorland Quickly joined by a second one. But what is the true intention of their task As a figure looks up wearing a mask.
No ordinary being sitting there in isolation As soldiers approach with guns. Nearby a circular craft of unknown origin Lays damaged amongst the grass. Away from the view of a watching public The covert operation is slick.
Taken alive the alien is roughly removed Put into a third chopper nearby. Two other bodies are bagged and tagged The sight is cleared of any evidence. Reports of an object seen falling denied Once again the military have lied.
How many incidents have really occured The public know nothing about? The real truth of an extra terrestial existence Rather than endless misinformation. Was Roswell fact or fiction what is area fifty one When will the real truth be done?
