Wrought
What have I wrought
When I bought
That universal translator?
Now alien races contact me
I'm scared of what might
come later...
Abduction for me?
I'm afraid to see
Any more than I do now...
So back to Radio Shack,
The translator I'll repack,
And ask for my money back
I got more than I bargained for
When their code I did crack,
Cause now I know,
It just goes to show...
I know they'll soon attack!
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2008
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