Itmims – Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space

 

Christmas eve above Australia

“Look, up there”, high in the night sky

“No!”, It’s not the sleigh and reindeer

What is that mysterious red space craft?

Zooming through the moon-shadow clouds

“There again”, the crowd declares

“Yes!, it’s that alien ship Itmims”

Why tonight, when the airways are so busy?

With so many precious gifts to be delivered

“But wait”, the alien’s steering away towards the north

 

Down there, little do they know

This is an annual pilgrimage of mine

Firstly, I’ll be flying over Philadelphia

To spread alien faerie dust upon Bensalem

“Please wave to me kids as I travel pass”

Then to sail beyond the North Pole

Rocketing deep into space, via the Milky Way

To visit my Celestial Star, and sip on our Ceylon tea

Enjoy a dream-time hug, and quickly return home

For Another Christmas dinner without her

 

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  Dec 2019