Hark, noble audience, lend thy ears to the tale of the F35, a wondrous steed of the skies, whose metal wings doth bear it aloft with grace akin to Pegasus. In its belly doth it house a thunderous roar, as if Thor himself hath bestowed his lightning upon this marvel, and its fuselage, sleek as a mermaid's form, sliceth through the heavens with the ease of a swallow in flight. A knight of modern warfare, it doth combine the wisdom of Merlin with the might of Excalibur, for within its cockpit, a valiant pilot commands the elements and wields destructive power with but a thought.