Up
in the air and away we go
In
our brand new aeroplane,
Providing,
of course it doesn’t cloud up
And
cause a bit of rain.
Off
through the sky we fly,
Just
see our big airship go,
Providing,
of course it’s nice and calm,
And
the wind it doesn’t blow.
Away,
away, on the wings of day,
Just
watch mount high or drop,
Providing,
of course the pipes don’t clog,
And
the motor doesn’t stop.
Around
and round, and back and forth,
O,
what a beautiful trip,
Providing,
of course, the rudder holds,
And
our flippers continue to flip.
c. August 1, ‘09
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