There was a strange light over the marsh at the end of the week. Something was happening
They came from
Looking for intelligent life
And finding it on the marsh
First they made a pile of cut grass visible from space
And sat to watch the sunset
The next day more Marshians landed
and cleared away the clouds
The marsh looked very inviting
So the Marshians waded in.
Some of Marshians were learning new stuff about life in the marsh and they set about gathering reedmace to take back and study
And while the sun shone they made hay
And found dinosaur nests
And made nests of their own
Later some of them set off with Earthlings. Most earthlings brains seem to be infected with devils but there were signs of intelligent life so we set about recruiting some of them.
And as the sun moved around the planet and the light faded away we retired
Those little golden birdies, look at them
In the mystic Egypt tossle dangling down
Old sleeper-man shish, don’t wake him
Up one hand broom star was an obi-man
Revered throughout the bone-knob land
His magic black purse slit creeped open
Let go flocks of them
Rural Reading 