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Mission Lag

We are not alone in this place Just isolated in space Our star isn’t dim Just at our Galaxy‘s very rim For no other reason Than it was their mating season They wined and they dined With tentacles entwined Then they merged and they all Made mass love in free fall So engrossed with that act They overlooked the fact That it just might be worth Investigating planet Earth Then they orbited Mars And headed back to the stars Their report just said System boring and dead And so to this very day They’ve not been back this way

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Date: 9/28/2022 3:47:00 PM
ha! you've described this so well, terry! wonderfully done...
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Terry Ireland
Date: 9/30/2022 5:50:00 AM
Thanks Ilene -watch out in case they come back though. Terry
Date: 9/28/2022 2:39:00 PM
Way to make light of, and play with, a strangely taboo, yet very relevant, rarely considered topic!! Love every word of this!!
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Terry Ireland
Date: 9/30/2022 5:48:00 AM
thanks Becky - just think, if to hadn't been their mating season we might be flooded with tourists now - Terry