Heard about a connection between aliens and owls.
Never believed it until a twilight walk in Fisher Park
When a pesky owl kept saying who who who to me.
Surprised by the bird’s attention and feeling playful,
Replied me, me me, can’t you see?
Owl in the tree jumped down morphed into Reptilian alien
in front of me, and I ran the hell out of the park
and won’t ever go back.
As told to Bob Boyd by Maria Rivera, Starbucks Barrister.