My space ship ran out of control.
Hit planet Earth and made a hole.
Found myself in a forest.
Little beasties running free.
Some of the last ones left I'm told.
My comrades from space told me, or at least that's what I think they said.
Heard crazy monkeys making echoing sounds.
I started walking across the forest floor.
Walked and walked and walked some more.
I got to a clearing.
There I found a war of a peculiar kind, a little unfamiliar.
Strange creatures wearing weird clothes.
Looking a little like space folks in the highest fashion trends.
Very bright and colourful within their PPE.
Walked a little further henceforth, encountered death.
Thousands of poorly beings, awaiting **** or cure.
I wasn't sure what on earth was going on.
Got to too close and now I'm one.
A sickly being sneezed at me.
Covered me in other unmentionable body fluids.
Now although I'm feeling rather ill.
Had to get back to my spaceship while still I could.
A couple of hours of rapid repair.
Fired her up away from there.
Ebola became universal.
(C) LIVVI