The white winged beast
Slices through the blue
Dominating all the cities that bow beneath
The creature leads as the best transportation tool

Passengers bask in opulence
Glancing at the miniature toy city
The passive scenery acts as reassurance
Since the wind gale sweeps the white cotton in pity

The jay sails to its nest
Gliding while checking for error
The landing signals a successful test
Safe from the perilous journey’s terror

The exotic passengers gaze in awe
The Cliffs of Dover, soldiers clad in red, Buckingham palace
All book text now raw
This dimension lacks common malice

The winged beast leaps
The destination: an unknown place
All the culture the sphinx keeps
No wonder many adore the ferocious face