Flying saucers hovered

as aliens questioned their own

lackadaisical physical exertion.

Their butts resembled Pringles

and their noses Cheetohs.

After millions of miles in the Milky Way

they found a dairy farm

near Delhi, NY.

Dogs barked, cows mooed.

Farm boys threw a round ball

in a hoop.

One kneed another in the groin,

and went in for a lay-up.

The aliens called Next!

Balancing the ball on one of three noses

they played until nightfall;

they popped tabs on a beer to celebrate their win;

and shot back into the inky sky.