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In the sky, up so high, A plane with wings that really fly. The RagWing RW9 Motor Bipe, Built with love, by hands so ripe. A single seat, for one to ride, Open-frame fuselage, oh so wide. With open cockpit, wind in your hair, Feel the thrill, as you soar in the air. Designed by Roger Mann, oh so clever, Sold as plans, for builders to endeavor. Amateur construction, a labor of love, Piece by piece, like a hand in a glove. Ultralight and nimble, it takes to the sky, With grace and beauty, it catches the eye. A flying machine, built with care, Adventure awaits, up in the air. So let your dreams take flight, my friend, In the RagWing RW9, your journey won't end. With wings spread wide, like a bird in the breeze, Fly high, little aviator, and do as you please. Random page: Ewald-Oseen extinction theorem