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Arnald and The Red Baron

There he goes again
the defiant determined
young fighter pilot

Racking up kills
never getting enough
scanning the skies
for the infamous Red Baron

A bright red plane
with iron crosses
on the ends of its wings

Constantly thinking how if only
he could shoot him down
the amount of fame and glory
he would receive

How he would be the one
who shot down the Red Baron
this infamous German fighter ace

One day going up
scanning the skies as usual
spotting and engaging the Red Baron
in one on one combat

The two of them flying
at high speeds
barrel roll, loopy loop
and burst of gunfire
from both planes
as they dance in the sky

Cloth and wood
from our hero's rudder
and other parts of his plane
raining down
on the ground below

The plane nose diving
towards the ground
jumping out just in time
parachute opening
sailing safely to the ground

Living to fight another day
and looking for vengeance
on that bright red plane

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I would prefer to see this in rhyme, but that's just me. I think it's sharp enough to warrant expanding. Maybe more brimstone and flames. wesley

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