The truth is...
I was sent from outer space
To observe the human race
And find another happy place
I wish to co exist
I wish to assimilate
But I cannot understand your face
The language, I comprehend
Maybe even better then you
The art, I appreciate
In this I can participate
The emotions, well they overwhelm
Because I cannot understand the face.
It wrinkles and wriggles
The mouth turns up
The mouth turns down
The eyes change shape, sometimes even leak
It is a mystery requiring further analysis
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