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    "ocrText": "The Sons of an Eagle-Bird\nDedicated to the Wright Brothers\nBy ARTHUR GUITERMAN\n(Air- The Son of a Gambolier \")\nAs I went down by Kittyhawk to see what I could spy,\nA frisky whisky thing-um-bob came whizzing down the sky;\nBut when across the mountain-top the creature took its flight\nI knew it was an orville-bird or else a wilbur-wright.\nSays I to him, \"My bonny bird, I want an interview:\nSo tell me all about yourself and what you mean to do.\"\nHe answered me politely, as he wunk his eagle eye,\n\"The birds that talk are parrots-and they don't soar very high.\"\nChorus:\nHe's the son of a, son of a, son of a, son of a, son of a Soaring Hawk;\nHe's the son of a, son of a, son of a, son of a, son of a Soaring Hawk.\nHe's much too busy flying to spare the time to talk,\nHe's the man that skims the Milky Way and the son of a Soaring\nHawk!\nHe's long and lank and weather-worn, or words to that effect,\nAnd when he builds an aeroplane he builds it double-decked.\nHe's not a bird you'd care to see served hot upon a plate,\nBut when it comes to flying, he's the bird that's simply great!\nThen boast of Santos-Dumont or Curtiss if you please,\nOr Farman, White, or Blériot, who rode the Channel breeze;\nFor flying high or flying far they all are famous now-\nBut don't forget that Mister Wright's the man that showed 'em how!\nChorus:\nHe's the son of a, son of a, son of a, son of a, son of an Eagle-Bird;\nHe's the son of a, son of a, son of a, son of a, son of an Eagle-Bird.\nHe tries his wings in private before he says a word,\nHe's the man that rules the roads of air and the son of an Eagle-Bird!\nSo here's to Brother Wilbur and Brother Orville, too!\nWhile all the nations stared amazed they spread their planes and flew;\nThey've learned to fly SO well, they say, that Wilbur's built a nest,\nAnd Brother Orville goes to roost when others go to rest!\nChorus:\nHe's the son of a, son of a, son of a, son of a, son of a Turtle-Dove;\nHe's the son of a, son of a, son of a, son of a, son of a Turtle-Dove-\nOf all the fowls of heaven the only one we love,\nHe's a Spangled Bird-of-Paradise and the son of a Turtle-Dove!"
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