A black copter hovered nearby with its dark, loud rotors.
My blog was interrupted by this darn motor.
It cut to silent mode about one block away.
It hovered at night like a hummingbird – it stayed.
I pointed my wand instead of their being fingered.
The noise left the scene and no longer lingered.
Sometimes I would go outside and jumped up and down.
I waved my hands and arms at them like a small clown.
Their flashing spotlights are used in my direction.
These signals made me feel I had their protection.
When angered, I would direct my full attention.
I would use my full anger at their location.
No news reports lately show these fateful fall downs.
Flyovers should stop sending their rays around towns.
Revised on 07-09-2006 08:45PM…
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