There once was an airplane so spry
It claimed it could dance in the sky
It looped with a grin,
Spilled tea in the wind—
Then blamed it on clouds drifting by
A gorilla who fancied a tie
Would straighten it hourly, oh my
With posture so grand,
And tea cup in hand,
He’d sip like a lord passing by
A lion who lived for applause
Would practice dramatic grand roars
But once with a squeak,
Mid-performance peak—
He blamed it on “seasonal flaws”
A radiologist keen
Loved shadows on every machine
“Each blur has a tale!”
They’d proudly regale—
“Even ones no one’s ever quite seen!”
An airplane mechanic named Lou
Insisted on painting things blue
“The engines run best
When stylishly dressed—
It’s clearly aerodynamic hue!”
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