Literature
Ode to the great Invader ZIM
Behold, I have 'ere come
To dote upon what wonders set before me
Ah, the beauty of green alien fleshy flesh,
Bright glowing orbs of the purest pink;
Ah, the smell of impending,
tantalizingly close,
Doom!
Herewith, the menace has graced
This pitiful shod of suspended dirt,
This bed of FILTH!
Amid the cosmos...
To enslave what infidels were born
to be enslaved,
To destroy what...things...
have begged to be destroyed,
Begged by their mere
PATHETIC earthy existence.
The invaders sit ready,
Poised to descend upon us all.
And they, wielding their far superior
...Superiority...
Shall have their victory!
In all its sw