The Idiot and the Airplane.

The Idiot and the Airplane.
(Junna Moritz.)


Airplane flies on bombing run,
Drops his bombs, and you'll be done!
If you're not an idiot,
You'll shoot back with all you've got:
Either you shoot off his wings,
Or for you the angels sing.

He'll do in you sorry lot,
He - courageous patriot!
You - the corpse of an idiot.
But if things happen in reverse,
He, not you, shall be a corpse!

What a pity, he - a corpse,
If things happen in reverse,
Perished he, a patriot!
He flew here, his bombs to spill,
He came here, so he could kill.
Lucky you're no idiot!

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