Aliens Took Granddads

First, a light from nowhere, shining down on the field, in the dark

Granddads dog young Jessy's hair stood up on end. She started to bark.

He hid in some bushes, recording it on his phone, curiosity well stirred

Aliens in Wigan, he could not believe his eyes. As they went blurred

Next, the alien leader, walked right over he snatched the pie, oh my

They must have heard about Wiganers and their love of a potato pie

They prodded if they poked it. They squirted it with green cream

Granddad had to pinch himself. This has got to be a nightmarish dream

Spaceship doors began to open. They threw in the spud pie with speed

Not bothered about old granddad who realised he had urinated, indeed

They muttered something jibberish, then pointed up at the moonlit sky

As granddad caught a glimpse of one, in the window examining the pie

Next it it shot off upwards and vanished into the stars, adios goodbye

It seems that Wigan pies are famous through the universe way up high

If you're going to Wigan for one, they are selling out now faster than fast

The local papers loved the story, granddads famous in the local pub at last

Many doubt if it was truthful, see that recording vanished off his phone

They covered all their tracks well When they took granddad’s pie home

So believe or not it's ok. I myself even Wonder is it right, or is it falsly told

That Story bumped the sale of Wigan pies up, As they sold out like gold