What If.... Poem by Simon Gowen

What if we were giants
Could you imagine the hysteria
And visitors from outer space
Were what we call bacteria! !

The rulers of the planets
Were here to make a speech
But with a cloth and elbow grease
We wiped them out with bleach! !

Their tiny little spaceships
Could land without a trace
And as you slept in bed at night
They'd walk across your face.

Those pesky little aliens
Are walking on your food
And lots of other places
And one or two are rude.

So if you see a person scratchin'
They've just wiped out girls from Venus
And guys, don't stand and grab your crotch
There's Martians on your......wotsit.