Aliens Confused by English Gibberish
What is that gizmo on your head?
Little doodad his son quickly said
Is it a whatchamacallit or a rinky dink?
Whatever you want Daddy, whatever you think.
The pool-side aliens who had been listening were trying to decipher
Words that made no sense, like vacuum, dust, and diaper
Gizmo? Doodad? Rinky Dink?
Do we have the right planet, do you think?
Let’s find an easier language to study,
said the Captain Little Buddy.
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