What had the desk sergeant been shown? Nobody would ever know! The Foureyed Poet.
The desk sergeant sat at the front desk
in a small police station
a slow day near the end of the shift
in the small rural town
close to a sprawling national park
outside just getting dark!
The young man walked up to the counter
holding a grey metallic strip
He looked at the unidentified material
what have you got there son
asking as in front of him it was placed
wondering what he faced!
Found it while out walking on open ground
saw something fiery fall
a bang a flash from the skies a craft fell
he said in a story like way
the policeman puzzled he heard no sound
when was this thing found?
A few days ago on the other side of the moors
the lad reluctantly said
suspicious still the officer doubted the story
cautiously touching it
there was a strong electrical charge up his arm
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