Clichés Usually Reserved For Sensitive Souls
The winter sun broke through the trees, to shine upon the meadow
And sixty five photographers took aim
The presses waited for the word, the banner headlines read: "Oh
Look! Pictures of a UFO aflame!"
The law enforcement group arrived, and tried to push spectators
To the side as ten rescue teams began
To quench the flames and reach the craft, urged on by The Awaiters
Except for Captain Video - he ran!
The aliens began to squall and wave their pink antennae
Which caused the watching crowd to rock with mirth
But then emerged a little boy who asked, "Oh, please--oh, can I
Be first to welcome them to Planet Earth?"
The aliens mistook the lad for food, and vaporized his head
Needless to say, the earthlings were upset
Lasers blazing, the aliens then turned to the crowds and said
A tastier morsel we have never met
The moral of the story is: keep children close beside you
But if they get zapped make sure you stand well away
And do not speak of aliens, lest all the world deride you
And dump your Asimov for Hemingway
Contributors: | Big Andy, Roland, Beefy, F, Karin, Kansas Sam, TG, Randy, Honker, Grayman. |
Poem finished: | 6th January 2004 by Karin. |