Poem about Fly Away Home

Fly Away Home

The house was flying away like a hot air balloon.
My house flew so high that I could even see the moon.
Whoosh, when the pig saw my house flying it started to fly like Santa’s reindeer. People nearly died being shocked that stayed near.

When I woke up, I almost had a heart attack. It was scary like the Ghostbusters movie (fun fact). I would rather live in a normal home but in a flying house. I think only aliens could live like that, not humans or mouse.

I could hear so many noises like factory machine noises. There is nothing to do at flying home, there are no choices. I have no contact with humans like aliens don’t have with humans. The only thing I could do was go back to a normal house, that was the last solution.