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My Friend Phil
My friend got abducted by aliens, they took her in their ship
The beamed her with a magic torch, it made her kip
She woke up quite Drowsy, No idea what they had done
One said in broken English 'Boy that was fun'
She thinks that they looked in her mind, laughing as they read
The prong marks on her belly itched and where all red
Before she knew it she was home in Ireland in her bed
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Tuesday 21st January 2020 11:10 pm
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