Saturday, June 30, 2018

Tales of Flight

Storytavern Tales

Every now and then
Along comes Super Ben

He is truly a lovely guy
Except when he starts to cry

Best at drinking the brew
Thinking all his stories are new

Tiring people with talk
of how he can fly like a hawk

Most people laughed and mocked
But Ben just knew he rocked

Finally one day came Will
And together they went up the hill

Strapping Ben up tight
With wings ready for flight

They shook, nodded and smiled
His fear was extremely mild

Ben was a natural flyer he knew
His tales with proof told it was true

He ran down the hill
And felt a slow growing thrill

Now the people would learn
How he rubber could burn

Off he went
Almost god sent

Up in the air
And people shouted "There!"

He flew over the lot
Suddenly he heard a shot

The bullet whistled past
He thought, this will never last

Immelmanning up hard
He tried to use it as a ward

The next one took his knee
And he fell down into a tree

A flock of birds flew away
Their home stolen for the day

The hunter ran in under
To shoot poor Ben asunder

Now people got really mad
Thinking Ben was kind of rad

They ran up and said "Boo!"
Will helped out in the coup

Hunter scared and shaken
Got his rifle from him taken

Ben got picked up by them all
Knee aside, he had a ball

Cheering him all the way to town
Even though he was in a gown

The hunter was jailed
He cried, sobbed and wailed.

Ben was dubbed a knight
And was always believed at night

When still he told his tales
Of heroism that went on rails

His only loss was a knee
He thought it a small fee

For now living a life so grand
Throughout all times' hand

Now I know you think I forgot
About Will and of his lot

He met a wife so fine
When he was out to dine

Ben was left without,
Always flying about

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