Fw 187

A Falcon strong, forevermore. With wings of might, it took to flight, A German dream, a shining light. Designed a plane, one of a kind. Twin engines roared, as it took flight, A high-performance, fearsome sight. The role this bird could truly be. Between the Bf 109 and 110, They thought it didn't fit the mix. He adapted, with love and care. A two-seater, it became, A heavy fighter, with great acclaim. The Fw 187, oh so sweet. Though its time was short, it left its mark, In the hearts of those who love the dark. Random page: Fylde Borough Council election, 1999