U.F.O.? - Poem by Lizzy Tomlinson
Lying awake in my bed,
I got an awful fright,
Passing by the window,
Went a colourful, bright light.
What in God's name is it?
Didn't see where it did go.
I'm wondering if I've witnessed,
An incoming U.F.O.
The window blinds are closed now,
Back to my bed I've gone,
Hoping I'm not visited,
By some distant alien.
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