#IWM #Airfix #Duxford
A poetry piece by B.F. Kirkham.
There’s a bucket of wings on the table,
but this ain’t no KFC
You’re there with your mates at the ready
and take home a plane for free
You pick up the pieces as listed
the fellow from museum there to help
as your classmates fumble with pieces
and boys and girls start to yelp
Behind you is the perfect model –
they tell you it took men all those years
as part of the wing it does come off
and it almost brings you to tears
Patience – comes call from behind you
as you fiddle with the pieces for a while
it won’t take you long – and you can’t get it wrong
as the teacher gives you a smile
Suddenly it all comes together
the tail end the wings and the prop
resembling that big plane behind you
and its something you don’t want to drop
So you say ta to the model instructor
with your plane that’s been made paid and mended
and your classmates all fly, those planes from time gone by
before the trip to the museum is ended.
