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The Dying Airman 
The Dying Airman 
A handsome young airman lay dying And as on the airdrome he lay To mechanics who 'round him came sighing These last parting words he did say: "Take the cylinders out of my kidneys, The connecting rods out of my brain; The crankshaft out of my backbone And assemble the engine again. 
Note: one of many, many parodies of Tarpaulin Jacket