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'' When We Reduce Your Planet To Rubble ''

As voyager landed,
The aliens were candid,
What do we do with this disc?
One said let's get heavy handed,
The other said we can't take the risk.

Aliens they call us?
What's all the fuss?
Look at the shape of their bits,
Through their tall tales you could drive a bus,
They truly are weird shaped gits.

By sending this here,
They must have no fear,
They can't possibly know what we're like,
This intrusion just doesn't endear,
We should tell them to go take a hike.

Greetings from Earth,
Of truth there's a dearth,
They must think we aliens are daft,
On our planet they will never berth,
They don't have the necessary craft.

To think this was planned
Is way out of hand?
Who do they think they are?
These languages we cannot understand,
Their messages are as clear as tar.

Are they having a laugh?
Use a phonograph,
We haven't used one for billions of years,
Sending us a record is one major gaffe,
Their intelligence IS what it appears.

By interplanetary trespassing,
The trouble you're amassing,
Is guaranteed to get you into trouble,
Even your destruction we will be surpassing,

‘' When We Reduce Your Planet To Rubble ‘'


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