posted 02-02- 12:13 AM
(think of: The wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald by Gordon Lightfoot)The big brawl was on in the virtual sky, if I don't tell it right, you can sue me.
I landed my ride and F fived to Tailslides, the back seat it wasn't too roomy.
Mad waggled on cue, and I switched to his view and he gained altitude for the battle.
The engagement began, and Tailslide was the man, as Mad Dog's six he did shadow.
Mad Dogs plane flew, it was a bone to be chewed and TS gave him no mercy.
The fight it was long too, I needed some food, and hell if I wasn't thirsty.
As the doras they flew they looked almost new, and both pilots were long in the saddle
Mad Dog he flew on, till his plane was all gone, he wished for a boat and a paddle.
[This message has been edited by Archy (edited 02-02-2000).]