Of all the pastimes
Which
defy all logic
Hot
air ballooning
Must
be the most fantastic
You
take off
With
no controls to ponder
At
the mercy of the wind
Into
the great blue yonder
Floating
up and away
Heart
fit to blow a gasket
Gripping
the handrail
And
stood in a picnic basket
A
Bunsen burner flames
Under
a piece of fabric
Hot
air ballooning
Must
be the most fantastic
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