From Taurus, they came back again: A poem 

Last night, their spaceship streaked across the sky 

As fast as light it went; almost escaped my eye 

They came from Taurus! They came so long again 

with a fellowship, I was very keen to maintain 

They showed me a hologram of a ziggaraut 

I must confess: What it meant, indeed I know not 

They lay their hands upon my willing able shoulder 

I told them that I didn’t forget, though I’m growing older 

A friendship band they had on each of their hands 

These symbols are not always difficult to understand 

I told them I worked so hard, worth every grain of sand 

I didn’t forget to pledge that I want them to take over this land