Averted crash landing!

Round and round I go, no energy will flow, flying low,

Crush landing imminent,

Another set of wings,

From nowhere appear, intend,

To save my hide it seems,

With medals hanging from her chest, goggles in her face,

Like a stukka, I’m quite impressed,

Diving, straight from heavens face,

Looks like snoopy, who’d guessed,

Faster then a flying ace

Underneath, and then a sudden turn, I am on her back,

And just in time, my demise was near,

On her back, hanging to her scarf,

It is my little Jasmin dear,

Faintly hear her arf

16/02/2008