The Dying Airman
A handsome young airman lay dying,
And as on the aerodrome he lay,
To the mechanics who round him came sighing,
These last dying words he did say:
"Take the cylinders out of my kindneys,
The connecting-rod out of my brain,
Take the cam-shaft from out of my backbone,
And Assemble the engine again.'
And as on the aerodrome he lay,
To the mechanics who round him came sighing,
These last dying words he did say:
"Take the cylinders out of my kindneys,
The connecting-rod out of my brain,
Take the cam-shaft from out of my backbone,
And Assemble the engine again.'
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