A Pity, We Were Such A Good Invention

They amputated

Your thighs off my hips.

As far as I'm concerned

They are all surgeons. All of them.

They dismantled us

Each from the other.

As far as I'm concerned

They are all engineers. All of them.

A pity. We were such a good

And loving invention.

An aeroplace made from a man and wife.

Wings and everything.

We hovered above the earth.

We even flew a little.