The Fighter Jet

My father bought me a model jet from America,
It looked real enough to fly, of course it was not a car.
The blue angel was its name from the U.S Navy,
The best of the best especially for me.

This is the jet, best ever yet.
It flies the skies always with pride,
It’s always fine every single time,
When the jet patrols there’s no incidents or crime.

It’s got the speed,
It helps do good deeds.
You shouldn't argue,
Why would you?

It's the best give it a rest,
There’s more to it than that.
Since you know stop being low,
And just relax.

It’s more than plastic and metal,
It’s 10 times more to me.
Its special don’t you see,
So I say thank you dad it’s the only one for me.