Slipping Into the Cracks
Slipping Into The Cracks
Portable recorder on he held it up so eye could see it eye laughed in his direction
there was nothing on it an alien creature does not have an image He was
cackling in his glee then he tried to see the image on the screen it was a little
yellow duck swimming in a pond of jargon gone were the images of me oh what
wonder what delight to be an alien in flight slipping into the cracks just before
daylight
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