(2 stories)
In the beginning was the word
One I would rather not say
It means we’re going to leave
When I wish that we could stay.
It’s dragged on for years
And wasted so much time
I’m sure it will end in tears
I just hope that they’re not mine.
#130story
#130story
They came to our paltry little planet
Hopefully coming to in peace
In their giant frightening spaceships
Then communication did begin
Need for spam fritters and saveloys
Mushy peas and lumpy gravy too
Chips, chips and even more chips
Tomato ketchup and no fancy dips