The professor lands his airship in the grounds of the university
and disembarks to a rapturous crowd.
He tethers it to a noble oak.
Shocked academics pop monacles.
'Ladies and gentlemen!' he announces
from the collapsable podium
he brought with him,
'I present to you, the Future of Aviation,
the salvation of the Empire,
the Miracle of Modern Flight...
the Windenberg!'
Godfried, his callipygean assistant,
on all-fours behind some bushes,
his trousers down,
applying a suction cup.
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