'' The Aliens Were Dense '' Poem by Bri Mar

As the aliens descended,
Would our ways be mended?
As their intelligence was truly superior,
To us it felt splendid,
Our hand we extended,
Though some's motives were purely ulterior.

No need to hide,
They'd be on our side,
Initially that's what we thought,
They couldn't be snide,
They must know of pride,
Surely, they couldn't be bought.

Being part of the throng,
We tried to remain strong,
But our pleas they totally ignored,
Where they belong,
I'm afraid we got wrong,
With the majority they said we are bored.

With the one per cent,
Our intentions we'll vent,
We'll stick with the rich and your leaders,
With malicious intent,
Our greed they'll ferment,
Like us they are known as life's bleeders.

They asked, what's the fuss,
What's to discuss,
Being superior we don't deal with plebs,
We class you as puss,
You're nothing like us,
We'll never get caught up in your webs.

Intelligent? We said,
You're all off your head,
You'll come down to Earth with a bump.
Watch where you tread,
Your lives hang by a thread,
Negotiating with Putin and Trump.

Soon the truth dawned,
There was no golden pond,
The whole thing was just a pretence,
Of those they were fond,
Our visitors were conned,
In Reality,

‘' The Aliens Were Dense ‘'