
Image by Pete Linforth from Pixabay
You came from the sky
Landing in my drive
Since you didn’t want to skin me alive
I gave you a slice of apple pie
Then I bought us a chicken to fry
For we shall feast once you arrive
Afterwards we’ll turn on the radio and jive
Then I will be your ally
I’ll take you for a ride in my car
Together we will take a trip
And we will travel far
You’ll take me aboard your ship
And we’ll travel to your star
To dock at your landing strip
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