Sunday Morning 

There was an amazing fly past this morning overhead. Such a roar.  

Lancaster Bomber

Sunday mid-morning, a thunderous sound

Hold on, something’s shaking the ground

Four merlin engines, roaring overhead

There goes the lie-in, I jumped out of bed

A Lancaster bomber flew over, what a view

Where’s it going, I wish I knew

Across the sky it flew from nowhere

An old war plane, it gave me a scare

Social media lit up, all a glow

Someone knew, it’s off to a local airshow

Expected Spitfires, no show, misled

It’s Sunday, I’m going back to bed

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