In the Sky

I saw a flying saucer today
I was lying on my back on the warm green grass
I looked up at the sky and there it was
Round and white and moving very slow
It landed on a swan
And with the lightest touch, the swan turned into a giraffe
The giraffe stretched out its neck
And broke into two pieces
Which turned into airplanes and flew at the space ship
But now the space ship was a tree
And the airplanes landed gently in its branches
And they all floated slowly off on the breeze
As I lay on my back on the warm green grass

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