When The Aliens Come

Alien human cuisine

When The Aliens Come

When the storms come on clouds of alien invasions

Little green men in saucers with large sized heads

Entirely too heavy for their shoulders

Will probe things up and down and backwards

With not so much as a how do you do or visa

No proof of citizenship is just plain rude

Or are they small purple creatures with spots

Spidery legs in place of arms to mess us up

Aliens always arrive just in time for dinner

Without permission with their high beams on

To suck up cattle for their nefarious intentions

No knock on the door when they take you away

Just a bunch of wild creeps from outer space

Looking for fun and a bite to eat

Long trips make aliens hungry

Robots just stand around and beep

Don’t hold your breath waiting for apologies

You are never safe around saucer people

But you are on the menu this week

For years aliens studied cattle intelligence

Beamed them up with their wives and kids

Mistaking them for superior beings

Everyone knows cows are stupid

Sandwiches make better friends

When they run out of cows they will come

With hammers to soften us up

Nobody wants a tough person for lunch

They say we taste just like chicken

When the aliens come we will see

If humans taste as smart as they look

Or cook as long as they should