Twenty-One
Not an age, not a nightclub....
The number of alien abductions
I've suffered,
From above....
They came in the night
Twenty-one times
Oh, such a fright!!!
Twenty-one crimes!!!!
Where's the twenty-one
Cops,
Should be protecting me?
Driving twenty-one saucers!!!
Believe you and me....
They're all over, in twentyone
Thousand disguises,
And no matter if you have
Twenty-one defenses,
It just hypnotizes...
And twenty-one defenses,
They will make you shut down,
Until twenty-one times,
They return you to ground...
Twenty-one sets of antenna
Waving on twenty-one alien space ships,
On top of twenty-one big heads,
Over twenty-one tiny hips!!
"Get me outt'a here!!!!"
I scream twenty-one times,
As inside, I look for,
Twenty-one more rhymes,
Oh, hell, I'll go back to bed,
And sleep twenty-one hours more...
Until the next twenty-one saucers,
Show up at my door!
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2008
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