A message bleeped on the astraphone
to the aliens at the messierdome ,
to the blue planet you must go ,
our ways to them you need to show .
They don't possess a brain or head
metallic fibres there instead
but in their way they were delighted -
with pleasure nerves soon ignited .
On earth eventually they would land
disguised as toadstools as per plan ,
wondering how they would survive
hidden beside the M25 .
The dismay was fed along their wires
fungal life no nice surprise -
what is all this noise and fuss
which could make our circuits rust .
When we were so fast ejected
we didn't find what we expected
this was their complaint to base
coding the horrors they did face .
Please get us out of here
we can't stand the atmosphere
earth is not a friendly site
it is too wet , this can't be right .
"Earth?" came a quick reply ,
" I'll explain to you the reason why -
Neptune is the bluest planet
and that is where you should've landed! "
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