Working in Zone 5 at Air Canada, Pearson airport a joy it was to be, The elite of the zones, some would say, Where the top guns worked tirelessly.
Lead station attendants, station attendants, The heavyweights of the team, Zone 5 required a special skill, A cut above the rest it seemed.
Nothing like the other zones, Zone 5 was where the big boys played, The jumbos, the L1011’s, DC-10s, All the giants of the trade.
The planes towered over us, Massive machines that took our breath away, But we worked with skill and expertise, Ensuring they were ready to fly all day.
In Zone 5 we knew the drill, From nose to tail, every inch inspected, The safety of our passengers in our hands, Our duty never to be neglected.
Working in Zone 5 at Air Canada, A sense of pride and honor we felt, We knew we were the best of the best, In Zone 5, where the giants dwelt.
