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In the sky, so high, a plane took flight, American Airlines, shining so bright. From JFK to Santo Domingo's shore, Passengers excited, ready for more. But tragedy struck, on that fateful day, A crash in Queens, where the plane lay. All 260 souls, both young and old, Their stories untold, forever untold. Some feared it was terror, another attack, But the truth was different, no need to look back. The NTSB found the cause, they knew, The first officer's actions, the rudder he slew. Wake turbulence, from a plane in the sky, Caused the first officer to overreact, oh my! The vertical stabilizer, it couldn't withstand, The forces applied, it broke from the land. Engines detached, before the plane hit the ground, A tragic accident, forever renowned. Let's remember those lost, their lives we mourn, And learn from this tragedy, so it's never reborn. Random page: URL forwarding