Qantas
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Oliver Edwards, Grade 6
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Poetry
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2016
I fly high in the sky
I tilt until I cry
I fly out of sight
Until late in the night
My wing span is great
I carry a lot of freight
My passengers are all safe in the night
As I end my life in the light
As I fly over Bangaru
They call me the flying kangaroo
I’m built by Boeing engineers
To fly for many years