Much like the aliens in Hitchhikerrs Guide To the Galaxy, I am here to torture you with my poetry. This is my first work, so it can only get worse from here :)

die "for your art" unless $money; #by Marcus for ($eons) { my $people; local @planets; study sky; seek wisdom,knowledge,power; } ucfirst eyes; do invent($scope); bless $telescope; no strict qw(intelligence); no subs qw(life); use constant qw(SETI); sub invent { ($tenpercentinspiration, $ninetypercentperspiration)=@_; }