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An ode to the “gallant First Flight,” this is one Ogilvie poem that your editor has too often overlooked. No longer!

 jfherring1By John F. Herring

While there’s one on his feet with a tale to repeat
     And another is sampling a drink,
The eager First Flight have a girth to pull tight
     Or a chain to let out by a link;
While the boisterous laugh in that circle of chaff
     The opening music has drowned,
You will hear the First Flight as they whisper “That’s right!’
     To the note of a favorite hound.

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