The Universe Is Full Of Intelligent Life: It's Just Been Too Smart To Come Here

I think that I shall never see

an alien probing someone's spleen

Blending into the fields and trees

exposing, our anatomies

Flying across our open skies

using our jets, as alibies

The laser lights, to show us that

they compare us, to our household cats

Chasing that little beam of light

mouths open wide, in yards, at night

Of all the things that I could show

the food and drinks, and picture shows

The first thing I'd introduce them to

is my ex-husband, living in Kalamazoo

(with a detailed list of what is approved)

Nah, they're the experts, Boo - do what you do...