Poetry for a small confusion between interplanetary species

A small tiny insect with lots of legs

Which had many eyes and laid many eggs

Bored unnoticed into the stomach

Of a vicar in Crewe

The sort of thing an insect is likely to do

But it emerged six months later

With a huge alien head

Which frightened the entire congregation

And left the vicar quite dead

Resulting in much running and screaming

In the church that weekend

And the poor vicars wife

Sadly went quite round the bend

Well the poor old alien

Did not know what he had done

Because he and his mates

Were just having fun

Which is why on Songs of Praise

Televised live sometime

Just after a traditional Sunday lunch

An Alien ate the entire choir

With a rather grizzly

Crunch