Poem #614 – Purple Alien

Charlotte worked in the government
doing what her bosses said
fetching coffee and apple pie
doing everything for the FBI

one day she went down to level 8
the door to room a was open all the way
and she peeked in, thinking “what the hey?”
big mistake may day may day

it was a purple alien
she was so done
had to bring this truth to Sun
but believed by no one

because she’s crazy
must be lazy
memory hazy
world’s not daisies
they say

her life is ruined
they call her “stupid”
“a total nuisance”
“she should be muted”

because she’s crazy
must be lazy
memory hazy
world’s not daisies
they say

so she cries
about these lies
cries, cries, cries
that’s her demise
and then she dies

it was a purple alien
she was so done
had to bring this truth to Sun
believed by no one

because she’s crazy
must be lazy
memory hazy
world’s not daisies
they say