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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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