A Smoking Gun
A SMOKING GUN
Beholding planet Earth from the far reaches of space,
In the ink black cosmos the observers must give voice
What a beautiful planet have we here
A very unusual blue and green glowing sphere
It must be the gateway to heaven's door
Let's go have a look -- what are we waiting for
If the visitors decide to land on this inviting earthly scene
They'd be met with guns and bullets before counting to 13
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