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To my future alien friend:
I want you to know I’m here.
I’m ready for a new adventure.
I think you should come this year.

Seriously fly on over!
We’ll have so much freaking fun.
But just be careful where you park.
Quit landing in area 51!

I’m really anxious to meet you,
but, I’m nervous about you’re probing.
I’ve heard what you guys do to people,
and I’m shy about disrobing.

Perhaps we could sit and chat first?
Just an hour or two prior.
I’ll tell you everything you want to know.
I’ll even work on your ship for hire.

I’ll shine your eyes if you want.
Reset the P-ram on your Dectolaser
I’ll even cook you dinner,
or do anything that requires a razor

I can’t wait to ride your tractor beam.
You think I’ll loose my glasses?
Have you ridden the scream machine at six flags?
If not I’ve got 2 free passes.

Seriously we should go sometime.
You’d love this one space ride.
It’s really just a movie playing,
but looks like a UFO inside

Never mind.  you get to do that already.
And, that’s why I want to come along.
Do you get many radio stations in space?
Because I want you to hear this one song.

It’s called “How You Remind Me” by Nickleback
Trust me you’ll think it’s sweet.
I figured as much as it sucks on earth,
to Martians it will be quite a treat.

We can blast meteors, mess with rednecks,
or warp all over space.
Gosh, I hope you’re ready
you should see the smile that’s on my face.

(a smile is when I move the corners of my mouth
as far away from each other as I can.)
I bet it’s the same thing as
when you guys glow your hand.

What I’m trying to say is this:
I hope you find me soon.
Planet earth is the blue and white one -
directly passed the moon.

Tags: alien, nickleback, poem

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