The
Vision
By Stephanie
Hunt
The little green man
with long slimy arms
Reached up to the button
and opened the portal:
'Hey Bob!' 'Hey Fred!
How are you doing?'
'I'm great!' That's great,
See you later, man!'
He reached up,
he hit the button,
The room went dark,
he went to bed
The cloud parted,
he saw little sheep.
No, people. Little people,
walking across the barren land.
He went down
in his little, little ship
He moved up closer,
the paper fell out.
'Oh-no! Oh-no!
They've grabbed the paper.
They're not ready for them!
Not ready, I say!
'The designs!
The precious, precious designs!
They can't build the buildings
Not ready for them. No way!'
'Wakey, wakey! Wakey, wakey!'
'Morning Bob!' 'Morning Fred!'
'I had the most terrifying dream last night,
it was about aliens!!!'
'What on Zygon do you mean, Fred?
You don't have dreams, you have visions.'
'I better not have!
I lost the designs!'
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