A handsome young airman lay dying, <br />And as on the aerodrome he lay, <br />To the mechanics who round him came sighing, <br />These last dying words he did say: <br />'Take the cylinders out of my kidneys, <br />The connecting-rod out of my brain, <br />Take the cam-shaft out of my backbone, <br />And assemble the engine again.'<br /><br />Anonymous British<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dying-airman/
