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In the sky so high, where clouds do roam,
There flies a wonder, a metal bird named plane!
Its wings are wide, its engines hum,
Taking us places, near and far, over land and main.
With a roar and a zoom, it takes to the air,
Leaving the ground, without a care.
Up, up it climbs, towards the blue,
Through the fluffy clouds, where dreams come true.
Inside its belly, rows of seats in a line,
Windows to peek through, seeing Earth so fine.
Flying over mountains, rivers, and seas,
Carrying us all with gentle ease.
Oh, airplane, how magical you are,
Soaring like a shooting star!
Bringing adventure to every trip we take,
Across the world, to explore and make.
From sunrise to sunset, you never tire,
Bringing joy and awe with every flyer.
To distant lands or back to home,
In the airplane's embrace, we're never alone.
So here's to the airplane, our flying friend,
On wings of steel, to journeys without end.
Thank you for the skies you help us roam,
Oh airplane, dear airplane, take us home!