On The Case Out in Space!
So dVerse wants us to go all sci fi today at our bay. That the cat can do, easily at his zoo. Although they say the bar is tended by aliens today. If they are probing I will burn down their dVerse bay.
Aliens on planet Zilicka have been found.
They sure are not tall or round.
Their eyes are in their hands.
They can make new teeth from desert sands.
They can fly with some weird feet.
Their lips look anything but sweet.
They are a color we have never scene.
They look oh so very mean.
Grab a bomb and a spike,
How can such creepy things we like?
Lets drop a bomb on their alien head,
Then stab them to make sure they are dead.
Next we'll hunt them all down.
They won't invade our town.
They are so nasty and mean,
They would make our streets unclean.
Let's keep some alive though.
We have to see what makes them glow.
Strap them down and dissect.
They are no better than an insect.
Oh and by the way,
We will take over their bay.
There we can mine and find,
Things that will help human kind.
Not to mention make us rich.
But these aliens would make you itch.
Their evil stare would make your body glitch,
And they scream at a very high pitch.
We are so above them,
And their alien flem.
So we deserve it all.
Make them a trophy on our wall.
They were going to invade us after all.
We heard their warrior alien call.
They were coming here,
To probe us in the rear.
So everyone give a cheer.
We have saved our Earthly sphere,
From the planet Zilicka alien race,
Who were voted most peaceful race in all of space.
If the cat were an alien he would steer clear of this place. Humans would just dissect or blow up at a steady pace. If aliens are ever found it will be to blow us off our dirt mound. The wise ones will just stay the hell away and never show themselves at our bay. Beats having humans put them in the grass. That is all from my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Aliens on planet Zilicka have been found.
They sure are not tall or round.
Their eyes are in their hands.
They can make new teeth from desert sands.
They can fly with some weird feet.
Their lips look anything but sweet.
They are a color we have never scene.
They look oh so very mean.
Grab a bomb and a spike,
How can such creepy things we like?
Lets drop a bomb on their alien head,
Then stab them to make sure they are dead.
Next we'll hunt them all down.
They won't invade our town.
They are so nasty and mean,
They would make our streets unclean.
Let's keep some alive though.
We have to see what makes them glow.
Strap them down and dissect.
They are no better than an insect.
Oh and by the way,
We will take over their bay.
There we can mine and find,
Things that will help human kind.
Not to mention make us rich.
But these aliens would make you itch.
Their evil stare would make your body glitch,
And they scream at a very high pitch.
We are so above them,
And their alien flem.
So we deserve it all.
Make them a trophy on our wall.
They were going to invade us after all.
We heard their warrior alien call.
They were coming here,
To probe us in the rear.
So everyone give a cheer.
We have saved our Earthly sphere,
From the planet Zilicka alien race,
Who were voted most peaceful race in all of space.
If the cat were an alien he would steer clear of this place. Humans would just dissect or blow up at a steady pace. If aliens are ever found it will be to blow us off our dirt mound. The wise ones will just stay the hell away and never show themselves at our bay. Beats having humans put them in the grass. That is all from my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Published on November 17, 2013 03:00
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