Blink

Time and space contained
In a wibbly-wobbly world
Full of timey-whimey particles
No straight lines or curls
Just mashed together clumply
Like macaroni in a jar
Blink and you'll be sorry
Don't wander off too far
For weeping angels lie in wait
Crying like they're sad
But close your eyes one second
And you'll wish you never had
Take the warning, Sally Sparrow
Don't sit, ponder, or think
The weeping angels are coming
They're behind you.
Don't blink