Poltoon!

Oh horn'd wing'd creature
that flew into my room
that prophesy'd the coming of the doom

Give me back my blood,
take back your poison.

You flew over woodland,
rude wood and iron huts,
and lay down by stilled waters

Take back your poison,
give me back my blood.

Oh twisted hybrid creature
From womb of dark insects
Have you come to win our respect?

Have you come from outer space?
Come to destroy the human race?

Give us this day your poison,
we'll give our pound of flesh.

# posted by Blatherard Osmo : 5:15 PM  1 comments

E.T. was sick. That was when I realised that E.T. is a girl. The male of her species is a parasitic organism that lives inside of the female. Despite having males and females, they do not have the same gender relationships as we do. E.T.'s dad was living inside him. I saw him come out and give the young E.T. a talking to. He was the king of his people and as such had a greenish jewel set in his forehead. He looked like a tiny version of the giant grasshopper thing from Dune. It was rather disgusting, but I could understand him perfectly, as if by telepathy.

E.T can fly. He (The King) told me humans can do it too, but it's very difficult for us...

# posted by Blatherard Osmo : 1:23 PM  0 comments