[Martin Elster]

PIRATES FROM OUTER SPACE

We’re not quite who you think we are.
We’re shapeshifters from outer space
That turned up at your bankers’ place
And sent them to another star.

We took their shape and shipped your dough
Through space-time to our distant planet.
We are, in fact, the one’s who ran it
Nine thousand million years ago.

Although you search and scrutinize,
You’ll never see us through our guise.
We ate your savings. We are shameless.
Your bankers, though, are wholly blameless.

We solemnly apologize
As we beam what’s left into the skies.