The Flight
"My dear sir," said the Devil and stroked his beard,
"I've created an airplane.
We're starting here in the next few seconds.
Accompany me on my flight!"
Four passengers entered the gondola.
In the pilot's seat sat the devil, roaring in the wind,
Then followed these strange passengers:
The first was - Doctor Faust.
And next to him, lounging long across the seats,
Sat Don Juan with a comfortable countenance.
In one arm, a flask of champagne,
in the other, his mandolin.
I hunkered down like a stowaway
in a corner. And next to me
Sat the eternal Wandering Jew.
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