…
let there be ball lightning
phantasmic plasma
with a psyche of its own
– perhaps a cosmic fart?
or toads inside stones
croaking not croaked it
a showering of frogs
a light drizzle of newts
a cryptid in each
lake or quite large puddle
a double decker bus found
within a martian crater
a poundland discovered
underneath a megalith
from neolithic though
& so you scramble eggheads
dodos re-emerging in
sleepless suburbia
the puzzling is this
blizzards in mid-july
& still no solid reason why
so keep ’em all guessing
…