I've heard it said that all the great
ballplayers are aliens,
But I don't think I believe a word of
that.
Can you imagine if the second coming of
our lord and savior,
Stan Musial, began with the words “take
me to our leader?”
Talk about the blind leading the
omniscient.
But I'm quite certain that all the
great poets were aliens,
and even some of the lousy ones.
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