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Close Encounter Of The 3rd Kind

Hello, good morning, iechydd da
No please don't go
There's the answer to a question
That I  really need to know
He said he was an alien
A fact I could have guessed
As he was hovering in the sky
And very strangely dressed.
He said he was a hologram from
A ship parked in near space
And he was here because
Of a news gathering race.

They had communications problems
Caused by  a star going Nova
And  transmission has been lost
Before an episode was over
The only reason that
He'd come this far
He really needed to know
Who'd  killed J.R.
I told him the answer
And he hooted with delight
And then very quickly
Disappeared from my sight.

I hung around a while
Just to make sure he'd gone
Then I resumed my walk
And just carried on.
That's the trouble with aliens
They're just so very aloof
They just come and they go
Without leaving any proof.
He said he was from Birmingham
I said that's not really very far
He said I quite agree, it''s
Just the next but one star.

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