They came one night when all was sound

and stood their troops upon the ground.

When dawn did come the humans saw

their top position was no more.

The invaders from a distant land

now had every Earthling in hand.

Although in victory they felt secure

their celebration was premature.

There was one Earthly weapon, you see

One well-known to you and me.

It would be our oppressors’ ultimate undoing

t’would leave them weak, soft and cooing.

When they were no more than putty in hand

from the invaders we wrested back our land.

They vowed never to return and to their ships, made haste

when their leader turned back – his fingers interlaced.

With pleading eyes he said, “I beg of you…a parting gift?

I know it’s not deserved and you’re rightly quite miffed.”

The Earth folk decided, with peace and goodwill in mind

we chose to gift them with some of our kind.

For alien or otherwise, there is no being (or ’tis a being to pity)

can resist the friendship and love of a kitty.

“Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets and yet, across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us.”

– Jeff Wayne, The Eve of the War

“It’s okay, we’ve got kitties.”

– Flufflepot