Alien Fairies

Alien fairies, like eartbound fairies dwell
They have certain differences, one can easily tell
They have extra wings, that grow on their feet as well
Even their ears could flap, and hover in any position
Squeezing through the smallest of gaps, with no disposition
They could speak in twenty-five languages
That nobody could understand
Apart from parts of deep space
Where all twenty-five languages, are banned!
They've thrown some quite wild parties
Quaffing much mead by the quart
As they played their flirtatious harps
Of a very different sort
Their music was obscure, and kind of slanted
All present were soon mesmerised, and enchanted
Until the blood red sunrise
Appeared in the skies
The alien fairies would then take wing
And in twenty-five languages would sing
As they vanished, fading like ghosts
Back into the ethereal
Of an early morning mist
And a forgotten kiss

by Jemia