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A proud old plane crouched low on the ground
Her three good engines making a wondrous sound.
Then from the distant sky came another roar
From one in the glory soon to be Jane’s once more.

The plane on the ground roared her engines loud
The one in the sky swooped low over Jane and the crowd.
She dipped her wings as if to say,
"We’ll fly these skies together one day".

Then we’ll be two of only three,
And the third will come to fly with you and with me.
Once more, together, we’ll rule the sky so blue
The City of Lincoln, Just Jane and another one too.

Carol Bryant,
July 1995.

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