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Prompt: Write a story or poem about a conversation overheard on the bus.
Line Count: 13 When riding on a city bus I overheard a drunk discuss His visit to Area 51 And how he met an alien Not from Mexico or Honduras, But from a planet called Solaris. He said that she was beautiful, That she promised to fulfill Every dream he ever had By granting him, three wishes: So he asked her for golden dishes, And then he gave the other two wishes To Santa Clause for Christmas.
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