Touring the Las Vegas Strip with my New Alien Friend

Cruising down a dark desert highway — US-95,

Passing mysterious Area 51, I did drive.

Suddenly, a lime-green alien entered my car,

He requested a tour of my town and some drinks at a bar.

With delight I responded to his request for this trip,

And began planning a tour of the famous Las Vegas Strip.

We took the 215-beltway to the south part of town,

I assured my alien friend that I would not let him down.

I pointed out Harry Reid Airport near the “Welcome to Las Vegas” sign,

He rolled his eyes at the simple aero-technology, but posed for a photo after standing in line.

“Look at the Excalibur castle!” I pointed the way.

“They have medieval tournaments almost every day.”

The Luxor pyramid and magnificent sphinx I was excited to show.

He seemed unimpressed, “We built those in Egypt many millennia ago!”

“The Bellagio is a treat if you’re an art geek!

And Caesar’s Palace celebrates the Roman Empire at its peak!”

“Ahead is the Paris — Eiffel Tower and all,

It’s next to the Venetian Hotel with its Grand Canal.”

The spaceship-like structure at the Fashion Show Mall caught his eye,

While the MSG Sphere off the Strip elicited a deep, heartfelt sigh.

The giant clown head at Circus Circus was perceived as a threat,

With his ray-gun, he shot it, without a regret.

We popped into the Sahara Casino to gamble a bit,

But neither the slots nor the craps tables were a big hit.

We hit up a pot shop, so he could get wasted.

My alien loved the selection: flower, vape pens, and gummies — the best he had tasted!”

“I want to go there.” He pointed up high,

To Bob Stupak’s tower, way up in the sky.

“The Stratosphere may resemble a spaceship,

But its restaurant and bar are totally not hip.”

Still, we rode the elevator up to the top,

And when the drinks started coming, my alien just couldn’t stop.

Tired and tipsy, a wild story he told,

Of meeting with politicians — both young and quite old.

“Your leaders have secrets they’re unwilling to share.”

The thought of all this, left me with hardcore despair.

My alien friend was finally done for the night,

And informed me it was time for him to take flight.

In the parking lot, he flashed his ray-gun at a quite distant star.

Suddenly, a portal appeared to whisk him afar.

I questioned myself, “Has this all been a dream?”

And back at my car, I let out a scream.

In the passenger seat, he had left me a gift,

A “thank-you” of sorts for providing a lift.

I placed the fancy goggles on my face,

A new world emerged — I could see outer space.

Our sky is a highway for life of all kind,

Full of extraterrestrials — it will surely blow your mind!