Sundays With Colin
. SUNDAYS WITH COLIN
We, are all a Binary Code,
Noughts and Noughts, and ones and ones;
The beginnings, look like the end…
and the ends, look ,
Like the same, as it begun!
This is progress and much- much more,
According to Colin, who lives next door!
“It’s a binary code,” He seriously said,
“You wont understand it, it's not meant for your head,”
“But when the Aliens come down one day, these are their words, the things they’ll say!”
I said, “But what if they come down in my backyard?”
“I’ll try to make contact, Colin but that’s really hard!”
“Don’t worry,” said Colin, eating his pre-cooked pasta,
“They’ll land on the car park at the back of Asda!”
“An’ their Binary Code, will be wrote on the side of their ship.”
“Do you want a napkin Colin?”
“No, I’ll skip”
I like Sundays with Colin.
Copyright © Janine Lever | Year Posted 2020
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