Alien Poem by Chan Mongol

ALIEN


I am a perfect match to be sold out to make issues as an alien;

I don't look like them and I am an object, an amputee man!

For scientific or medical research, they been buying defected babies;

Accordingly, the sell of birth defected babies, day by day increase.

They can give me more surgeries and put very big ears and nose;

They can make me bald even, they can remove my eyelids, eyebrows!

To be shreweder and more dirty, they can get tips from Hollywood;

I can be trained to act as an alien in their top secret neighborhood.