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They’ve got all the hardware They don’t care for footwear Grey guys with a shiny craft Their telepathy gives me the creeps They analysed me for weeks And asked me how I had crashed Intergalactic narcotics Cosmological erotics Kept me in a state of bliss They’re from another realm And now I feel overwhelmed I don’t think that probe will fit. Aliens really ******* give me the creeps Technologically advance but ***** beasts they like how my skin is silky and pink Genders mean nothing to them I think. Somehow my spaceship is fixed They’ve been busy and quick I feel like a brand new man They space ghost me and leave Hope I don’t have any space transmitted disease But now I can leave for home yes I can. Aliens really ******* give me the creeps Technologically advance but ***** beasts they like how my skin is silky and pink Genders mean nothing to them I think.
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May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 2:38 PM UTC
Aliens
They’ve got all the hardware They don’t care for footwear Grey guys with a shiny craft Their telepathy gives me the creeps They analysed me for weeks And asked me how I had crashed Intergalactic narcotics Cosmological erotics Kept me in a state of bliss They’re from another realm And now I feel overwhelmed I don’t think that probe will fit. Aliens really ******* give me the creeps Technologically advance but ***** beasts they like how my skin is silky and pink Genders mean nothing to them I think. Somehow my spaceship is fixed They’ve been busy and quick I feel like a brand new man They space ghost me and leave Hope I don’t have any space transmitted disease But now I can leave for home yes I can. Aliens really ******* give me the creeps Technologically advance but ***** beasts they like how my skin is silky and pink Genders mean nothing to them I think.
BardofBlyth
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M/Orbiting the Sun
May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 2:38 PM UTC
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