An Alien Reports Human Contact
An Alien Reports Human Contact
A UFO pilot makes a report to his superiors about Earth.
By Elton Camp
The planet with bipedal life forms teems.
Their lives depend on an object, it seems.
It, in their possession, they always keep
Except not at the times when they sleep.
As soon as they begin to rove around,
It will emit a strange electronic sound.
To their ear opening they will it press.
And in speech sounds began to address.
Although it might seem rather odd,
It may be how they worship their god.
They talk a bit and then there’s a break.
Perhaps from their god instructions take.
A signal the life forms need not wait,
But communication can also initiate.
They enter numbers and press Send.
Once more, their worship may begin.
A planet with intelligence so low
Is no place that our race should go.
To come here, no profit can bring.
From them we can’t learn a thing.
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