the thing

Jack sat in his rocking chair on the front porch of his house, sipping Cognac and smoking marijuana through a bong, as his eyes drifted off into the sky, and the night lasted long.
Then to his fright, and all of the other's dismay,
There came a sight which turned every face grey,
An infernal light, so bright it blinded, from all sides
it came, and burned with such brightness.
Upon gazing around, the room, he saw,
Not endless night, but an office, in squalor.
And then that frightful thing,
The man he saw,
A being so big, it's beyond comprehension,
However big this universe of ours seemed to be,
this creature was much bigger, by the magnitude of the power 693,
and with even more shock and horror than that.
The creature spoke, and this he said:
"You always knew I was here."
And then the creature bellowed towards them,
and they were caught up like a spec of dust,
not chewed, or bitten or eaten,
but breathed in, they was.
And into the pit of the monster's belly,
The universe went,
dissolved in acid, and digestimated.
That is how you turn a man white.
That is how jack his dog and his wife died tonight.
Turns out things weren't as he thought,
in the night.