A-n ode to skyway
N-ight or day you can say;
A-ny kind of weather, you can see red, blue or gray.
C-rimson, coal, and black
A-re found there too;
R-ays of the sun and moon
A-re wonderful so true.
N-ovember twenty-fourth,
A-llow me to fervently pray;
Y-es, to the Lord in heaven, with an ode to skyway....
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