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Gripen

It was its own multitude of the way
Offered the same to democracies and their way
Perfect proportional pitch
The seventh dream of flight
Zero to the Heavens
Marked up as a single, steerable species
Flight in water and simile
Air attacks from the West-
Intermaiden to the transient
This will take North and move sideways
Proportional dream to London
A mace for those who know it
A promise to keep at the end of the day
Flowers to the rose and operational moon
Solemn year. All rise to the reel
Our neighbours aplenty
This is l’amour to the best of nerds-
Who speak between freedom in waves
Your reality dream, because, really,
Software updates included-
In peace and without differences
Surely operating to your years ahead
Nothing but an arrow,
And yours is in flight