Comet
Harvey Wallbanger
(yours truly- I have plenty of junk like this, but will start a "real" poetry thread soon)
I looked to the sky
It was unuasually bright
A flash here, antoher there
With many multi-colored lights
Disappearing and reappearing
they chased me through the night
I feared for my life
as I jumped in a ditch to hide
Then I saw my watch
It was the 4th of July
I looked to the sky
It was unuasually bright
A flash here, antoher there
With many multi-colored lights
Disappearing and reappearing
they chased me through the night
I feared for my life
as I jumped in a ditch to hide
Then I saw my watch
It was the 4th of July