Alien Anticipator

History is filled with examples of one Alien Nation accumulating and acquiring the stuff of another Alien Nation by any means necessary. (i.e. by hook or by crook) When everybody is an Alien, nobody is. The coagulation of Aliens into Nations is where the real mischief commenced. One bunch of Aliens would begin to alienate another bunch of Aliens. So instead of unum ad unum alienation, it became a “We’re not the aliens, you are.” assignation alienation. So it has been and will continue to be until the Space Invaders arrive, or when us Aliens become the Space Invaders elsewhere. That’s when the real results on this alienation algorithm will reveal itself to all who can or care to see. In the meantime….

“Take me to your Alienator”

Effete da Feet

She seemed to embody empowerment. Queen of all she surveyed. Her professional name was Terra Cotta. She dominated the realm of reality entertainments. The public set their internal compasses with Terra being their true north. Whatever whim she chose at whatever moment she chose would set trends spiraling towards her fancy. But Terra never acknowledged she had feet of clay. One fateful day she decided that clay shoes would be the fashion statement of the decade. But when she placed her feet of clay into her shoes of clay and added heat she became stagnant and unable to motivate. In motion or influence. Her once adoring fans began to drift away leaving her alone on her terracotta pedestal. No longer adored. Just ignored like a lump of clay.

Toots and Twaddle 2

Craiyon
you never see the
pillow coming before the
night that has no dawn
🎼 I'm looking over
A short billed plover. That I've
never seen before🎵
Craiyon
nothing under her
sable coat, boss man's wife sent
my ardor soaring

The carrot loves you.
Now the trick is to make friends
with the big bad stick.
Craiyon
Albino lizard
Goes by the name of Blizzard
Slithers o're the land
Craiyon
Early mourn dream gap
I hear the boneyard dog howl.
Not now big bad hound.
Craiyon
belief in the flat
earth balanced on a radish
in the middle rules
When the acid rain
Makes the fields start to fizz
The plop plop should come

More Sugar!

Why yes. Yes I am a cereal offender. Worse yet I was a cereal eater. I confess. I have mixed Coco Puffs with Fruity Pebbles. I’ve cut Fruit Loops with Rice Krinkles. I’ve snapped crackled and popped into my bowl Sugar Smacks on street corners and dank alleyways of my town. Even licked the frog for an extra jolt. It was GREAT!!!!. That was until I got Apple Jacked one cold and rainy night in an gangway So I sailed with Captain Crunch to Toucan Sam’s tropical island and have even stolen a leprechaun’s magically delicious Lucky Charms.

I am a serial cereal offender.

But I have seen the light. Now I resided on Keto Island, where Keto and I fight crime. Well Keto fights crime. I just sus things out and he drives. I am The Green Honey Comb. Bwah Ha Ha

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Toots and Twaddle 1

Craiyon
a gentle rooster
bursting sounds like an unsure
cock-a-doodle-doo

Quince will make you wince
No matter how fine you mince
Better off to smash

🎼I like to ride my
icicle 🎵 I like to ride
my ice. 🎶 😣Oof!!! Chilly🥶

In my cellular drive for entropy
Whether I like it or not
All things eventually rot
Consume
Eliminate
Reproduce
Maybe win a trophy
With a human face
For stacking things
On top of other things
Just trying to leave a trace

Poe smoking Raven?
Said the white rabbit de jour
Still nevermore sure


Sad Slack

Craiyon
try to cut people
more slack than you are willing
to cut for yourself
all that slack just may make
the world seem a better place
best thing about low
expectations is that you've
given sufficient
slack already for almost
all things you'll meet on your way

now excuse me I
have some serious slacking
off planning for the
holiday season and the
new year's great expectations