I met a man last night
He was on his final flight

Blue eyes deep like the sea
He tipped his hat to me

Raised his glass
Said “hey there lass”

We discussed our world views

After stories shared
On fresh pie we fared

Another drink
Our glasses clink

A grin he bore at me
Beyond it I could see

His final flight
That was tonight

Was all that he would be.

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