'' From Their Charms We Are Not Immune '' Poem by Bri Mar

As the alien visit draws ever near,
We are being assured we have nothing to fear,
It won’t be long now until they are here,
Face to face contact will be made soon.

What will they look like when they arrive?
With our species will they thrive?
In our atmosphere will they survive?
They’re travelling from a base on the moon.

The alien craft is now in our sight,
It resembles a beautiful bird in flight,
As long as we behave our future is bright,
With us I hope they can attune.

Rooted to the spot we watched as it landed,
We could only hope they would be candid,
They couldn’t possibly be heavy handed,
When they emerged we said, good afternoon.

Their leader replied in an American drawl,
We’re more than ready for a brawl,
We’ll soon have you heading for a fall,
When we burst your egoistic balloon.

We said God almighty after all this fuss,
Fighting is the first thing you want to discuss,
You look and behave exactly like us,
Your arrival is inopportune.

From the future we’ve travelled back in time,
Your report card should be classed as a crime
Yet from first observations you are quite sublime,
To us this has been a boon.

What we read about you lot really made us curse,
But your status as guardians we will reimburse,
Where we are from is a thousand times worse,
It’s your integrity we impugn.

Our great grandparents were Kirk and Spock,
With Uhuru and Bones together we did flock,
Christine and Janice also joined in the walk,
We soon created a large commune.

Sulu and Chekov went their separate ways,
As at their own type they preferred to gaze,
On words the Human Being plays,
They made each other swoon.

We blame it all on Scotty’s whisky,
On the Enterprise it made us frisky,
Though interbreeding was really risky,
The population did balloon.

The prime directive not to interfere,
Wasn’t really made crystal clear,
Other planets species we also held dear,
We were like a sexual typhoon.

Our need for breeding was like the gannet,
Though we tried we couldn’t ban it,
Now we have ancestors on every planet,
We’re a Universal cocoon.

First contact with aliens and what do we meet,
Ancestral humans with stinking feet,
Just like us they are so indiscreet,
With our principles they are definitely in tune.

Our hopes for the future are now in tatters,
They are all as mad as bloody hatters,
Breeding with us is all that matters,

‘’ From Their Charms We Are Not Immune ‘’