Allie looked into the air, sighing.
Alas, the airship floated overhead
albeit slowly, somehow it appeared
alien in the Alaska wilderness.
Allegations of an alliance she heard,
allayed her fear.
Alimentary allegiance helped their alignment,
Allie saw that, still what
allegory would allude to the alliance.
Aloof she felt along the alpine slopes,
alone hoping for alms from the almighty.
Although finally she had to laugh as cans of
alphabet soup were dropped from the airship.
Alright she said tonight I eat good.