It scored E-minus on its ancestry.
It stuttered on the phone. They tried extensive hypnotherapy but
It sat there like a stone. They checked its pockets, they pumped
The pentathol…stole marrow from its bones…and left it naked in
The guest room, quite alone. They debated for a year. The casebook
Stretched from here to here…Quoted precedents and dissidents. And
Johnny joined the space police and searched the stars for refugees-
His finger on the stunner in the name of earthly peace. And when it
Seemed that space was empty and the moon was made of cheese, they
Decided on a terra firma ‘welcome’. But, guess…Our guest was now
Deceased…So they cut it into pieces. They sterilized them, placed
Them in a case and charged admission. Now I’m watching television
And I see laughter in its eyes. I hear a rumble in the sky, They’re
Coming for their boy!
