I stole the rex plane

I stole the Rex plane

Now what does that mean?

I stole it this morning

If only a dream

I landed in Sydney

No runway, a road!

Then the tips of both wings

Snapped off under load

I pulled up so gently

There wasn’t a fuss

There were no police cars

And surprise, no Rex Bus!

Saw friends when I landed

And gave one a kiss

Said, ‘I’m going to jail now,

My free life I’ll miss.’