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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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