Crashlanders' Alphabet

By Suzanne Palmer

A is for Aliens outside in the night,
B is for Bulkheads all locked down and tight.
C? We see nothing, in darkness so deep,
And D deadly silence where no one dares peep.
E is Emergency which brought us down here,
And F is for many things, most of all Fear.
G is for Gods who've forsaken us all,
On this H Hellish world where our ship did fall.
I think I hear something, a scratching so slight...
Or am I J Jumpy? Imagination in flight?
O K it's gone now, if ever 'twas there,
I wish we'd L Leave, rise into the air!
But the ship is M Mangled, damaged and torn
N No one to fly it, N No time to learn.
For O was for Olaf, our pilot was he;
They tore him apart when he went for a P.
Q Quick come close, I hear it again!
R They are out there and want to get in.
S is for Sirens, the sounding alarm,
T no more Time, now we've come to our harm.
U take the gun. Cover me, and Lo,
We'll take V Vicious aliens out when we go.
They've breached the ship through the damned-W Wall!
XYZ is the code, 3 2 1 Goodbye all...

About the Author
Suzanne Palmer lives in a magical place called the Happy Valley in Western Massachusetts, where the rules of reality do not apply. By day she masquerades as a computer nerd, but at night after all the dogs and cats are asleep and the child is tucked safely in bed she sneaks down into her labyrinthine basement, sits in her comfy chair, puts on her enchanted Writing Hat, and sees what she can summon forth.

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