I saw energy being converted with a flash of light,
a strange human, an amazing sight,
converted matter watched was an alien, ‘Male or female? ‘,
I asked the alien. ‘Not matters, you are old and stale’,
but I can renovate you in a youth, be it so,
by the way, bisexual, don’t need a spouse,
we are gypsies, don’t built a house.’
I felt within my heart a to and fro!
‘Thanks Mr./Ms. Alien, now I shall marry once again,
I am a charming youth, why should I refrain? ‘
The alien laughed like a cut throat knife,
‘Have a look at the garments of your wife.’,
The garments I had washed in the early noon,
looked quiet new in a light of the moon.
Smaller in size dancing like a teen aged girl,
Appeared shrink with a diamond and a pearl