Here they come,

Creatures from the planet Crumb,

Here to co-exist,

Nothing to be done but resist…

Hungry they are,

And thirsty, their first stop the bar,

Have to first drink,

From their our population they can shrink…

That is not a comet in the sky,

Taking over, of our freedom we can say good-bye,

The fat from our bones they eat,

Of that there is an everlasting supply,

Is this a nightmare or a dream,

Don’t know for sure, but I awoke with a scream…

© ed ~ 3/21/06