From "Between Ourselves" magazine - Issue dated July 1943.
The Co-Pilot by Ken Murray - CCA
I am the co-pilot; I sit on the right,
It's up to me to be quick and bright.
I never talk back, for I have regrets,
But I have to remember what the Captain forgets.
I make out the flight plan and study the weather,
Pull up the gear and stand by to feather
Check the tanks, and do the reporting.
And fly the old crate while the captain is courting.
I take the readings, adjust the power,
Put on the heaters when in a shower;
Tell him where we are on the darkest night,
And do all the book work without any light.
I call for my Captain and buy him cokes,
I always laugh at his corny jokes;
And once in a while when his landings are rusty.
I always come through with “by gosh it is gusty”.
All in all I’m a general stooge, as I sit on the right of the man I call “scrooge”.
I guess you think that is past understanding, but maybe some day he will give me a landing!