
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