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ALIEN COMFORT

Oh what a comfort to have the word alien

Bandying happily off of our tongues

Applying to beings we may never see

Planets innumerable aliens indeed

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We had no telescope until an hour ago

Our science is in nursery school

So dissing aliens makes us feel securer

Add in some drugs and distractions galore

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Our self importance is endlessly comical

Riding its wave of deception and cant

We’re at the center the stars the big shots

We make pollution to shield us from stars

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So far is this from the love that sustains us

Truth is like honor in Falstaff’s declension

Keeping our distance while bumping each other

Waiting for death to prove how wrong we are