U F O

I saw a UFO last night 

Right up in the sky

Don't you say I didn't

I wasn't that high

 

It beamed it's bright light on me

And sucked me through the sky

They ripped the clothes right off me

And I began too cry

 

They bent me over slowly

They probed and probed and probed

I hope they come back soon

BECAUSE I LIKED TO BE PROBED 

 

          THE END

This poem is about: 
Our world

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