Alien underwear hangin in a tree Blue moons and stars of neon green I had to wear them; I had to see Touch them, feel them like a cat to cream
As I slid them over my feet: something happened magically My paws started dancing to the rhythem of an alien beat I was gettin my groove on, shakin my booty, purrrin happily
After awhile of having some fun those alien pants just wasnt done They had a mind of there own, they were hear to stay I was gettin tired and it was the end of the day!
Groovin...Moovin...Meowin...Oh, Please! I would gladly beg if I could stay on my knees
My mind begun to wonder and this I cant see Nine Lives in these Alien pants, oh my...oh me...?
What to do? What to do? Moon and Stars on my behind Dancin all my nine lives? Catnip? cream? A bribe?......
She danced all night till the morning light These musical pants began to fade by day Then across USMville they began a new flight Hangin in a tree with a smiling delight Who's gonna grab em and Dance and play today!
################## If you would like to grab em and continue on with the alien pants...feel free to make your own poem and conitinue the Saga! LOL
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