Mid july

Under the blazing sun smelling the grass slowly simmer 

Set out near the runway of a small airport 

In southern michigan 

With many others like me 

A spectacular show begins 

With the mustangs up and buzzing 

Fascinating all of the crowd

For them to softly land for yankee lady and hairless joe

Giving rides to many 

Taking off just in time for the next act 

The mighty Diamond lil and FIFI roar to life

Defying physics just above our heads 

Only to give way to the small nimble mig-17

Flying past at breakneck speeds 

doing many passes meer feet off the ground

Finally landing for us to see the mig-23

The only one flying in the continent 

It starts down the taxiway 

Its nose Bouncing with every slight bump

Only to stop at the runway 

With its wings outstretched and its engine spooled up 

It slowly accelerates and delicately lifts off

Making the first pass its wings still outstretched 

Now with full afterburner it swings around again

As its wings sweep back it heads behind us 

Making one last pass it sets up to turn around 

When all of a sudden 

The plane disappears behind some trees 

And a ball of fire erupts 

The crowd shreeks

A deep group emerges from the explosion 

The plane is gone forever