Edgar Alien Poe

Once upon a planet distant, atmosphere of purest methane,

Gravity come down a pressing, crushing leaving visitors guessing

In my ship I sat just waiting, suddenly there came a tapping

Bug-eyed, gelatinous, tentacled, hungry, scratching at my spaceship door

What alien creature could this be, tearing at the capsule door

It is me, for I am alien to my core

 

 

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