April 12, 2008

I lay asleep in bed,

One queer night,

And started to feel alone.

My dreams had given me a fright.

My eyes darted awake,

And I looked across the room.

I knew it was coming for me,

That, I could assume.

I drifted off to sleep again,

Not knowing that I had done,

The most horrible awakening,

And it was far too late to run.

Suddenly my window creaked,

And I instantly got up.

I looked out side to see the thing I had awoken –

A hodiump.

As the silent creepers floated in,

I was mystified by their glow.

They said in unison,

"We come in peace, you know.

We want a king, for our land.

And as you have awoken us,

We are taking you

To our midnight bus."

To afraid to resist,

I climbed onto their backs.

Never to see my world again,

I traveled with their packs.