Rocket Man – Sunday Photo Fiction

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He comes and goes when he pleases
And he keeps on changing faces
He can be from one of the tribes
Rocket man is a mystery
Long chin, prominent teeth, curved lips
Comes with his broken spaceship
Creative as Shakespearean jibe
Rocket man is a mystery
He speaks of words with no vowels
It darkened his face, his scowl
And he doesn’t need any bribe
Rocket man is a mystery
When he’s crossed, some sparkles come out
Out of his mouth, tea in spout
Some cynics in the planet gibe
Rocket man is a mystery

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: Sunday Photo Fiction – March 12th 2017

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