(Sung to the tune of “Popcorn Popping On The Apricot Tree”)
I looked up from my deck and what did I see?/
A B-17 flying straight over me!/
Oshkosh airshow’s brought a nice surprise:/
A World War Two bomber in the skies./
I could take a picture; it’d be a treat./
But my memory is just as sweet./
It was really so!/
Right above me!
A B-17 o’er Lake Winneconne.
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