In nineteen forty seven,
July seventh, at night
A shooting star was seen,

It was crossing the skyies

It seemed was too low

Scarying peaceful lives
A sound was heard like a thunder
And The floor shaked and trembled.


In the next day, in the morning
Airforce issued a note

The news stamped right in front,
Was captured a  flying saucer


Later, the story was turned
The air force dissimulated,
Denied at all costs,

What was said before,

Roswell ? was mith or real?

Dream or reality?
A coverup was done
Roswell ? a alien crash site


They Said it was a wheter baloon,
And mounted a coverup.

Many  people testified,
That there was, some kind a crash,


They said about dead bodies,
But bodies not from humans.
Short, big headed beings,

With great eyes, and gray skin

They said one has survived

An Alien being from unknown
It was keep underground,
At a place called Area fifty one...


Were this a coverup?
Secret weapons test site?

Were !@(^ disks re-made?
Or just was a silly nonsense.


Roswell ? was mith or real?
Dream or reality?
A coverup was done

Roswell ? a alien crash site