| Strange faces waiting for the bus. Are they aliens, or are they ‘one of us’? Whatever ‘one of us’ means, I don’t really know. |  |
What if...
...the aliens are going to my school?
You know, it might be really cool
To sit next to someone purple, green or blue,
With claws and horns, six legs, but not a shoe
Between them,
On the bus.
Now I wish those aliens would turn off their phones,
Stop texting, gaming and downloading new ringtones,
So we could talk about their life up in the stars
And why they’re at MY bus stop, not on Mars.
...the aliens are going to my school?
You know, it might be really cool
To sit next to someone purple, green or blue,
With claws and horns, six legs, but not a shoe
Between them,
On the bus.
Now I wish those aliens would turn off their phones,
Stop texting, gaming and downloading new ringtones,
So we could talk about their life up in the stars
And why they’re at MY bus stop, not on Mars.
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