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1948
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DECEMBER 23RD, 1948 FLIGHT "GIVE 'UM BIRO 741 TJEAR the song of Jiving Chicken, ^1 Fairest of the Noknee maidens, Jiving Chicken, Honkitonka, And her lover, Flying Moosemeat, Dauntless paleface aviator. Fleeter than the rugged grizzly In the amorous month of mating, Fleeter still was Flying Moosemeat, Swooping low above the prairie, Rolling low above the prairie, Shooting up the shabby bison In his yellow bird of iron ! Often in the summer mornings Came he roaring thro' the sunlight, Shook the teeth of old Nokomis Forth upon her buttered waffle. Ruined Sitting Bull's digestion, Set him belching in his porridge, Earned the hate of all the mothers Of incontinent papooses . . . Flying Moosemeat, Flying Moosemeat Rolling in the Grey Hereafter, Looping in the Land of Shadows, Bunting in Eternal Twilight— Nevermore shall Jiving Chicken Softly murmur '' Jeepers Creepers ! ' Gazing upwards at your coming, Pausing with suspended needle As she sews the scalps together. Old the story, old the story Like a hawk came Flying Moosemeat, Full of humour, full of folly, Swooped upon the secret wigwam— But the west wind Mudjekeewis, Laughed and touched the flashing wing-tip, Touched it with his gusty fingers . . . Ere the heart of Jiving Chicken Missed two beats within her bosom, There upon the silent prairie Crumpled lay the bird of iron Grunting Gopher, no more grunting, Lay beside it, free from labour, Round his legs the secret wigwam— While the head of Flying Moosemeat Gently rolled across the prairie, Trundled gently o'er the prairie, Slowly trundled to a standstill At the feet of Honkitonka, Honkitonka, Jiving Chicken. :? Nevermore shall old Nokomis Drop her dentures in the chowder, Nevermore shall Howling Cactus, Howling Cactus, cunning barber, Scalp his customers in error, Terrified by Flying Moosemeat, Nevermore within his wigwam Shall the furtive Grunting Gopher Leg the moccasin unlawful . . . Nevermore shall Honkitonka Plait the love-knot in her hair. Crouched within his secret wigwam, Stooped above his strange utensils, Grunting Gopher, gently grunting, Muttering spells and incantations, Laboured at a task unlawful, Brewed the draught called Hoochikoochi, Hoochikoochi, Fiery Water, Downfall of the Noknee Maidens. But each night she runs in circles, Honkitonka, Jiving Chicken, With her arms outstretched beside her, Giving forth a horrid buzzing, Diving with her ghostly lover, Zooming with him thro' the heavens Of the mentally unsettled . . . And the words of old Nokomis As she smokes her evening pipeful In the quiet hush of twilight Fitly end this Song of Sorrow . . . 1 Maidens red or white or yellow— Give 'urn bird low-flying fellow ! " —Anor, . A r, trained in the Canadian prairie p'ovinces mj/ remembsr this clever and humorous parody which appeared in " Mentioned in Service pilots who were mstructea or were i :nst:,aied by fi C A.F. Headquarters to combat low-flying accidents. It is again commended (P all pilots who Dispatches/' It was part of a su.tle campaign m5"» ^ ^ considering their New Year resolutions.
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