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I once heard aliens live aground


And terrible filthy beings they seem to be


They listen carefully to every-sound


And mumble secrets as you sleep.



In Banks and Business suits, unnoticed they pass


Some good, that monthly pay their tax


You cant imagine the things they do


To other people like me and you.



No more cookies!, Enough tv!


Clean those dishes! Fold those Sheets!


No more Boyfriend!, You cant Go out!


That skirts too short!! Don’t laze about!



My advice is run! And quick if you can!


Don’t listen to a words these “parents” said


They’ll only ruin you! Constrain that soul


That makes us like sun and them like mould.



I tell you run! I bid you farewell


And don’t have any kids yourself!



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