The Communicator

The Communicator

The Communicator

Aliens

“Everybody look up at the sky.  Look at the alien ships as they fly.  Why must they come? I don’t know why, but humans must prepare to die.”

The Aliens
are coming back to attack again
so protect the children
and prepare all the men.
Bad shit is going to happen
so hide when I count to ten
because the Aliens are playing hide and go seek.
This ain’t no little kid shit like little bo-peep.
Mothers are gonna weep
and it might be hard to sleep
but just put down the tissue
issue everyone a jeep.
Prepare the people
drill a ton of peep holes.
When they invade
we need to baricade
our homes, our dwellings,
they make clones for smelling,
there’s no way of telling
how to prevent our scent.
Oh snap heres a thought,
first lets all go fishing
then use the fish we’ve caught
to create a diversion.
Tell the French and tell the Persians
tell the Asians about the invasion
knowledge is power so maybe we can save them.
We received a message, it goes
“Flibber wibber.  Flibber wibber jibber.
Flibber flabber flibber flabber fliber flabber, JIBJOB”
Yes they’re gonna steal
yes they’re gonna rob
gonna club our seals
and they’re gonna take our jobs
they’ll even steal our meals
those slick Alien slobs.
When they get here,
there is no hope to cope
No help from Allah
no assistance from the pope.

“Everybody look up at the sky.  Look at the Alien ships as they fly.  Why must they come? I don’t know why, but humans must prepare to die.”

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