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Alien life will come,
one footed
and loud of drum.

Forked tongues,
vitriolic, lizard-like,
stars fade out at night.

And they’ll multiply,
empty space invaders
they only care about now.

Uneasy orbit
for the blinkered
sunkissed men on the moon.

Head in space helmets
sign up in their droves
to drive them away.

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