In the forest where animals lurk,
The lumberjack goes out to work.
He gets his saw to cut a big tree,
Watching the animals running free.
Suddenly there's quietness around the wood.
What ever it is, it doesn't feel good
The lumberjack worries as the animals run.
He looks in the sky but there's only the sun.
But wait a minute there is something there.
It looks shiny and bright and it is square.
He gets a shock as it gets very near.
And as it lands he gets a tingle of fear.
As the door slides open he runs very quickly.
He dare not look for it might look sickly.
Would he escape he will no longer worry,
For he falls to his death down the Big quarry.
The thing that scared him I think I will mention,
Was only a professor testing his Invention.
The professor looks around as far as He can see
And looks very puzzled when he sees a saw in a tree.
Joseph O'Sullivan 2C.
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