PEEKING AHEAD
For dinner we are going to the popular ‘Stars’
Restaurant, we have booked some years ago,
We also booked to see the famous show,
We don’t know if the actors are
From the human race or from the
Growing robotic generation, but it’s
Comedy, so it should be fun.
The menu is somewhat different,
Green, pink, purple, red and blue
Veggies, no protein allowed anymore,
On Mars animals do not exist,
And it is a criminal offense
On planet earth, you cant even
Keep a pet, but you can adopt
A baby Martian however,
They are ever so cute, we
Have one, whose name is Bobby,
He is the baby sitter for our twins, one
Human, one robot as hubby
Is half human and half robot.
My granny always wanted to spend
New Year in a celestial atmosphere,
With galactic lights,
And a view of the milky way,
So we brought her along
Longevity pills have been her secret,
For looking 30 years younger.
Granny is all human,
She was getting the eye from
A grandpa at the table next to us,
Who also had the markings
Of a human, a turnip nose, this
Had evolved so fast, who knows why,
Over the last almost
200 years, and it was a vivid pink
Grandpa asked her to dance, their noses
Kept bumping, I felt that humanoids
Were far handsomer than humans, but
My gran and her beau fell
In love at first sight, sadly they are
From a race that is
Rapidly disappearing.
Elon Musk was responsible
For developing Mars,
His name crafted as it’s famous
Pioneer, often seen, scattered
Among the stars.
His will ,myths say, that when he died,
He was to be encapsulated,
Which capsule was to be opened
On New Years Eve, the year 2199,
The time five minutes to twelve,
But who said that enemies don’t exist
Anymore, for as we sang Auld Lang Syne,
A traditional Scottish folk song still popular
From old Fashioned Planet Earth,
Space-ships from Saturn dropped missiles,
And drones flew above us,
Death and dying was the grim scene,
Granny decided to stay with her
Grandpa beau, we got a space-ship rotator,
Humans still call them a taxi, and
Zipped back to chaotic Planet Earth,
Rather the devil you know.
We joined the as far as you can see
Queue, to vote for our world leader,
The popular candidate was the great, great
Great grandson, about another 10 times ,
Of USA’S 2025 president, Donald Trump,
History repeating itself,
Vote for Donald Trump Junior.
Hope you enjoyed peeking with me.
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