The Zalonka
As you know I’m not one to fantasize,
but last night I saw a Zalonka’s eyes.
It seemed to come from out of the sky,
but please don’t ask the reason why.
You may of course think and wonder
how I recognised it as a Zalonka.
Well, I remembered it from a pictured text,
and now you want to know what’s next.
Well, with its evil green and bloodshot eyes,
like all Zalonkas’ it began to hypnotise.
I felt my feet and body rise from the ground,
and then I heard an unearthly sound.
It had transported me to Zalonkasar,
its home world on this far away star.
The unearthly sound was that of the Zabaway
that never stopped chattering night or day.
Zalonkas’ have no nose, so it cannot smell,
but they do love Zatts’ and that I could tell.
So it got me to hunt for a healthy baby Zatt,
and really there was no easier task than that.
When I caught this awfully smelling Zatt it cried,
and told me as a captive it would surely die.
Full of sorrow I untied its bonds and set it free,
which got the Zalonka most annoyed with me.
He said that I would spend the rest of my days
inside a turning wheel that dips and sways.
Unexpectedly the Zatt I released came and rescued me,
and took me to its home, a place of sanctuary.
The problem with this was its awful smell,
which made living there a living hell.
With deep regret I had to tell friend Zatt
I couldn’t stand any more of that.
However, he had a friend called Zuzazonet
who could transport me from that planet.
With his large blue green, relaxing eyes
he proceeded to talk and hypnotise.
I felt my feet and body rise from the ground,
and then I heard an earthly sound.
He had brought me back to planet Earth,
in fact to the place of my birth.
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poem by Orlando Belo
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