Mischievously sentimental,
With whispers like wings
Fully extended
Silently, methodically
Searching for an updraft
A most technical,
Patience-imbued craft

Aft of consciousness,
Can you absolve a jingle myth?
Live and let die
Is there accuracy in this order?

“Mortar fire,”
Yelps the border crier
Duck and cover motherfucker
Until all insurgents tire
And retire