Challenge: Extra Terrestrials

The next Challenge is Extra Terrestrials and your take on the subject. Changing it up a bit with 1 to 30 lines, last to post by midnight next Sunday chooses the new subject and rules.

UnderYourSpell said:

The next Challenge is Extraterrestrials and your take on the subject. Changing it up a bit with 1 to 30 lines, last to post by midnight next Sunday chooses the new subject and rules.

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Little Lost Alien

If only phoning home was the biggest problem with being stuck here.

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K.S.F.O.S.

Two killer sluts from outer space,
members of a violent race,
brought their craft down azure skies
both searching for an earthly prize.

No sparkling gem or metal rare
needed by this deadly pair,
only the sweat and sperm of man
would bring them to the skies again.

Zabitch screamed wordless sounds of lust;
her menses flowed like clotted rust.
Nabitch locked fast the cockpit door
seeking refuge from her bloody roar.

Then below in the screens bright glow,
an old farmhouse began to show;
she landed near a darkened patc,h
killed the engines, dropped the hatch

Zabitch sprang into the night
searching windows emitting light,
at last elusive prey was spied,
she crushed the door, rushed inside.

Quick shotgun blasts came loud and fast,
Zabitch ran, man hot on her ass.
Nabitch up shipped and away she drove
While Zabitch got an anal probe.

Look! It's ET


There's a crazy old show
With two wild stoners I know

They'll never win awards or fame
They just weren't so very big a name

Was is it ET the Extra-Terrestrial
Or Eddie Torres the Extra-Testicle?

From around the world the people cry
There's something strange in the sky

They kill the cows and kill the power
They abduct the people at any hour

Is it ET the Extra-Terrestrial
Or Eddie Torres the Extra-Testicle?

Are they found in monuments and art
Or even stranger as a fossilized oopart

Crop circles and a mysterious implant
Lights in the sky and the Roswell incident

Is it ET the Extra-Terrestrial
Or Eddie Torres the Extra-Testicle?

Hidden bases and fast flying saucers
Little green men reported by Chaucer

Really? Chaucer? Ridicule and derision
Government coverups, a decided omission

Is it ET the Extra-Terrestrial
Or Eddie Torres the Extra-Testicle?

Were they tripping, dreaming, and stoned
Or were those nutters really secretly cloned

Invaders from Mars, Lesbians from Venus
Help us help us! It has an extra penis!

I just can't say if it was ET the Extra-Terrestrial
Pass me a drink, it was Eddie Torres the Extra-Testicle

Space Dogs

First there was Laika
The Russian space dog
Orbiting, spinning,
flying through the night sky
A true extra terrestrial

Lately I have been musing
Is my dog possessed?
By some out-of-this-world force?
Frapping for no reason
Howling and yapping
The telephone a torment

Laika and Logan
Space dogs
Running through my dreams
Tearing up the sky
Chasing stars
To infinity and beyond

Area 13

Oh look, aliens,
Extraterrestrial jive,
Translator broken.

Load data console,
Record transmission as sent,
Beginning download.

Cheeky bird smugly beaks,
Ancient cat full from repast.
Crying Great Spirit.

This desk, this window,
No need to change the channel,
Adjust antenna.

Two Alien Women Appear

It was on a late Sunday night
that Jessica turned on the light
because she heard a noise but then,
two alien women appear
naked and without any fear
for they want dear Jessica in
on their pussy licking good time
which is on their planet a crime
but here on Earth only a sin.

Man in the moon and stardust in my eyes
are there little green men waiting out there somewhere?
Three eyed monsters communicate with clicks
somwhere past Orion's belt
amused at our antics
attempts to escape our solar system
someday exploring other life supporting worlds.
Man in the moon and stardust in my eyes
for we ourselves are made of stardust
Does that make us extraterrestrials too?

hmmn, extra terrestrials...
sounds to me like excess population
excuses for backroom 'secret' talks
positing ways and means
ways
and means
'how to cull's in
"hypothetical" situations
everyone knows are more than that
as they wipe nervous sweat
from palms and upper lips
adjust ties and seek to up the air con
mouths dry, thinking the unthinkable
made possible by a label
find excuses to leave the room
find excuses rejected
clipboards and pens
all clipboards and pens
the most extreme ideas float
amidst graffitied doodles
smiley faces

No entry by the OP....

Hope everything is ok

Sorry I couldn't post in my own challenge but I had a cataract operation and am not seeing too well yet

UnderYourSpell said:

Sorry I couldn't post in my own challenge but I had a cataract operation and am not seeing too well yet

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Ma'am had them, day surgery, polishes her eyeballs w/a lazer

butters said:

hmmn, extra terrestrials...
sounds to me like excess population
excuses for backroom 'secret' talks
positing ways and means
ways
and means
'how to cull's in
"hypothetical" situations
everyone knows are more than that
as they wipe nervous sweat
from palms and upper lips
adjust ties and seek to up the air con
mouths dry, thinking the unthinkable
made possible by a label
find excuses to leave the room
find excuses rejected
clipboards and pens
all clipboards and pens
the most extreme ideas float
amidst graffitied doodles
smiley faces

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Yeah, that's my winner and I have the inside scoop on the challenge coming.
'Do Trees Snore?'

HarryHill said:

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Ma'am had them, day surgery, polishes her eyeballs w/a lazer

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Took out the lens and put in a new one for me.

UnderYourSpell said:

Sorry I couldn't post in my own challenge but I had a cataract operation and am not seeing too well yet

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Well it appears things are improving nonetheless. Good on you

Who's next on deck?

Mrtenant said:

Well it appears things are improving nonetheless. Good on you

Who's next on deck?

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i think it may be me... confirm it and we can get the next one underway. if it's my turn, the thread'll be called "do trees snore?'

butters said:

i think it may be me... confirm it and we can get the next one underway. if it's my turn, the thread'll be called "do trees snore?'

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I like it

Can we run with that one?

I might even be able to write something worth reading this time

butters said:

i think it may be me... confirm it and we can get the next one underway. if it's my turn, the thread'll be called "do trees snore?'

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Looks like its you, Butters. Congrats.

Mrtenant said:

Looks like its you, Butters. Congrats.

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k, i'll get on it

todski28 said:

I like it

Can we run with that one?

I might even be able to write something worth reading this time

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looking forward to reading you, as always, mr

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A Path

Bricks woven, two by two,
four by four, wandering,
round and round, flowering love,
planted round that immovable stone,
once raw and incongruous now perfectly placed,
under lush impenerable spring growth.

The shrine has grown green and full,
bejeweled with floral gems of every hue,
in season. Artistic icons covered,
awaiting fall, wink greetings.

Once flat, this simple walk looks more like a collar
bent upward to vibrant offerings on the altar,
overgrown, time for a careful shuffle, 'cause,
once the puzzle's busted there's hell to pay.

These bricks are treasured friends;
the oldest of them cherished highly,
well worth the chore of atonement
to lay them fair again.

Break apart small sections, then adjacents,
stack 'em back to homes temporarily evicted,
sand the cracks. Go again. It's slow. But,
I've turned the far end,
exposed the patio, good, it's time...

Or was weeks ago before efforts were diverted
to the east beds, grass laden and reported
only to have a few seedlings,
one resprouter, rocks,and a brick.

Forking Bermuda grass takes time;
there no thrust and heave, repeat.
tenacious root runs chainlike
through dense compacted soil.

But then chores sprout like weedlings,
there between clean sanded brick,
come a wet @ugust at last full waiting
where you kneel n pray a day or so
wash the mud away, unload the truck;
goodbye sand.
T@m@rrow.