It Came In the Night

It came in the night

I was sound asleep

When a flash awoke me

From the land of sheep

I went downstairs

Opened the back door

My cat rushed in

And crouched on the floor

There I saw

The object of his fear

A huge space ship

On a new frontier

I rubbed my eyes

And pinched my skin

But the UFO was there

When I opened my eyes again

Then I heard some munching

From the kitchen door

So I took a peek

And there rustling through my drawers...

Was a whole family of

What I can only describe

As long limbed martians

A four-alien tribe

Their skin was blue

Eyes big and black

They slurped and munched

As they made a snack

On the table were

Stacks of toast

Bacon, cheddar,

And rib eye roast

Excuse me m'am

The father asked

Could you do for me

A little task?

Could you fetch me

A glass of milk

Made by the udders

Of a zoptolirk?

I said that instead

I have milk from oats

And from jersey cows

And free range goats

I don't know any

Of those beasts

The alien said

Head down in defeat

They ate their meal

In a few big bites

Then jetted off

And took their flight

The only evidence

Of their stay

Was the pile of dishes

And my lawn in disarray

I sometimes wonder

If I'd dreamed it all

The lights a mirage

Puppets on my wall

Why I still think aliens are real

Is because my cat is scarred

As he still refuses

To venture in the yard

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