Not Developed Much


When the Aliens came to view us
In our pre-caveman state,
They saw two tribes of monkey's
Hurling rocks across a lake.

And when they come and view us now,
They, laughing, start to snicker.
Well, they've not developed much,
But the rocks and lake have gotten bigger.

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