The Aliens and Me

The aliens landed in the wrong back yard. Next to the apple tree of a hippie, and a bard. I was a willing subject, which made them mad. I like being naked, it makes me glad. They probed my shoulder, they probed my knee. They touched my butt, and I laughed with glee. They turned me over and they looked at my neck. I giggled and chortled, and thought ‘what the heck?’ They got really angry because I never lost my cool. Then I had to get up and get ready for school. They wanted to go along, they said they would hide. I took them to school, but they could not get inside. They did not have a key card, so they stayed out in the rain. They got irritated that I was savvy and used my good brain. The cops came to get them and put them in jail. Their friends never found them, so they never got mail. I went to visit them a couple of times, and chuckled and smiled. They were truly funny guys, one red-faced, the other truly mild. I busted them out and frankly, they gave me no lip. They agreed to take me with them on their terrific space ship.