A Day Being An Alien

• Gerard Dao, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2016

I wake up in the bright morning
With the shining light in my 3 eyes
I smell the good nuts and smelly bolts
And the slice of burnt turtle pie

I go down the crazy slide
In the 200 storey spaceship
I eat my mystical breakfast and a big lava drink
With a bunch of chicken chips

What I usually do is drive in
UFOS, bucks and hover boards with my friends
Sometimes it is really hard to steer
Because the road has hard metal bends

And that's the abnormal end of my
Regular and typical day
I don't know if I'll change it
Because it's sometimes weird and grey