ALIENS DROP
Isaw an alien in the school
I tried to face him like a fool
with he's ugly hand he divided the ground
I tried to escape but he looks around
he saw me and he begun to run like blast
I begun to hear his feet like it's not just one
I turned around isaw a giant son
like the alien changed hes face
isaw a gun i shoot them all and I took an ace
I turned my face isaw the lords
they were extremely big that I lost my words
isaw a phone in the middle of a room
I bring my gun to stop them and I did a boom
I went to the room and I tried to call the cop
he fought me and he throw me to the shop
I bumped my head and I fall in a sleep
asleep that made me happy that iwill never see that creep
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