Cascading from the skies they come
the little green and grey men
coming from the outer worlds
just to make crop circles again
Now call me sceptical
even call me critical
but they come all that way
just to make crazy crop circles
Why don't they just take some seeds
all the bleeding seeds they need
than fly back to their planetary homes
and just leave our ****** farmers alone
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 11:51 PM UTC
Cascading from the skies they come
the little green and grey men
coming from the outer worlds
just to make crop circles again
Now call me sceptical
even call me critical
but they come all that way
just to make crazy crop circles
Why don't they just take some seeds
all the bleeding seeds they need
than fly back to their planetary homes
and just leave our ****** farmers alone
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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