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Thursday, 4 April 2013

What are these Aliens?

Poetry in motion? I think not.

The Aliens have Landed
Imposing in there hundreds,
Such an army on display,
Those alien grey metal monsters
I saw while on my way.
Aliens on our shores have landed,
So tall, backs straight and true,
At night they watch through flashing eyes
Of red, at me and you.
Some have scaled the mountains,
Others near schools and homes,
Of one thing I am certain,
Those aliens have no souls.
No “whispering” from their ranks at all,
An unearthly sound they make,
It envelops each and everyone,
No more can humans take.
Three giant arms revolving,
Enveloping all around,
They’re here to ‘save the planet’,
The biggest “con” I have found.
Such hideous tall grey monsters,
Invade green and pleasant lands,
To stay for generations,
Unless the people make a stand.
These aliens feed on power and wind,
Without either, they will die,
They’re NOT environmental friendly,
They’re for profit, (at a cost), that’s WHY.

Wind Turbines.


  1. Line 2 should be "their hundreds"

  2. I quite like them. When I'm pissed I go and listen to the whine, watch the turny things and collect the dead birds- nice for a fry up when you've got the post drinky munchies and much more nutritious than KFC (what happened to Kentucky Fried Chicken?). As for generating energy: a complete waste of time- too fucking diffuse and wind is too unpredictable, unless you live in Wellington, New Zealand. Guess where I live?

  3. Didn't the things in "War of the Worlds" have three legs too. Are they perhaps related? I think we should be told...

  4. Change two words (arms revolving), remove the last stanza and you've got War of the Worlds.

  5. I find them elegant, beautiful and fascinating.No-one liked electricity pylons either, but I find them beautiful too.
    They aren't permanent; nothing is. If humans disappeared tomorrow, it wouldn't take nature long to take them over and re-assimilate them into the earth. Vehicles are often unreliable and kill birds as well; I ran over 3 peasants, sorry, pheasants in my truck today.
    Everything new has its detractors, many inventions which were criticised roundly by their opponents are immutable facts of our lives today.


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