……A ship levitates fifty feet in the air, people pointing it feels like an anointing, it’s pilot had white fur, pink spots, and three legs conjoining, it looked confused, as it threw back its hair, started aggressively pressing buttons and the military got scared, it’s ship started to glow red before their missiles got there, onlookers locked in fear, the ship got struck then they started to cheer, one even celebrated with an open beer, and the band on the set of this sitcom of a poem, ended with a snare, signifying its trying to get in gear, wishing it didn’t take its friends up on a dare, sorry earth, didn’t mean to give you a scare.
- Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 4th, 2024 15:22
- Category: Unclassified
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