Twinkle, Twinkle

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

I can see you through my telescope,
And I can only dream and hope,
That all the stories I’ve heard are true,
that on the third planet circling you.

There is no intelligent life,
just billions of creatures at war and strife,
They live only to hurt and kill,
and enslave their brothers at their will.

So when we finally head your way,
and make a new home for us to stay,
I’m sure they’ll make a tasty treat,
For all of us Omicrons to eat.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Jones Avatar
September 25, 2023 at 9:30 AM
Lol. Love this clever write!
Brotherton Avatar
September 26, 2023 at 8:30 AM
Thank you Karen
Fisher Avatar
September 15, 2023 at 5:35 PM
This is brilliant! What a clever combination of the classic Twinkle, and your spin on it. Omicrons won't like me cuz I taste like wax.
Brotherton Avatar
September 16, 2023 at 3:54 PM
I wonder if we just tied a sign around our neck that read...Danger! Poisonous to Omicron's if ingested.
Wolf Avatar
September 14, 2023 at 6:42 PM
100% ... What is intelligent life? What can we offer up? Joe Biden? The Atom Bomb? Serial rapists? ~ Heaven Help Us
Brotherton Avatar
September 15, 2023 at 9:02 AM
We can only pray that first contact will be like the Vulcans on Star Trek and not like The War of the Worlds.
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