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Crop Circles On My Head

I awoke a bit firghtened
My senses were heightened
I had heard a soft whirring sound,
As my eyes opened,
I thought I saw three silvery Quarters
Fly out of my bedroom door...

My head felt stung,
My mind seemed full of dung
And I dragged myself 
Out of bed
I fought my way to the bathroom,
Awful pain about my head

Light put on,
In the mirror I look
And horrible what I saw!
I had "crop circles" on my head,
Circles, squares, and more
My hair had become a canvas
For alien artists,
And they sculpted as I snore...

Now, I found this rather frightening,
So next night before I slept,
I put on a comic wig,
For funny skits that I had kept

Better the wig than me,
I trusted,
But next morning lo,
I was disgusted
To see my face etched
Like a Mayan Temple
So this was what my plan's reward fetched!

I stumbled to the bathroom,
In pain and anger sharp
In the toilet I retched
Around my head, I secured
A heavy duty tarp

With but slivers for sight and breath
I felt much like a mummy after death
I went back to sleep,
Praying the Lord to keep
Those damn aliens away from me!

Now I slept a deep, deep sleep,
I don't think I made a peep...
But awoke quite alarmed,
To find myself webbed
On the bedroom ceiling,
And though not physically harmed,
I felt my life was now less than charmed

So I paid a construction company $15,000
To seal my bed in a close meshed web of steel,
No alien should reach me now....
Yet somehow I was not sure...
They seemed awfully capable
Of making me suffer more

Next morning I awoke 
To find I had webbed feet,
Are these water-world aliens,
And these they thought were neat?

I called the police,
They laughed at me
Told me to sleep it off,
I got so mad, I found myself,
Suffering a severe cough

Lo and Behold, out of me came,
Two silvery Quarter sized saucers,
So, now they're working internally!!
What was I to do????
I ran to the bathroom mirror,
And this was more frightening too!

I was two feet shorter than yesterday
They're shrinking me down to size!
So I can ultimately fit in their saucer
And they can fly home with their new prize!

Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2008

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