'''Hello, I'm MrId.''' We're all full of flaws - poor Krell, Id's force Is caused by their great furnaces of course. That is of course unless the source Is monsterous instead! Fly through a space warp to Altair Four With ray guns and force fields for peace, not war You will not see but you can't ignore The feet of MrId! Robots yakkity-yak a streak And will not fire a ray, But MrId will never speak Until he has crewmen to slay! You fight force with force, but Krell steel doors Can't keep out your own psychic flaws of course You never heard the Freudian laws? Well, listen to this... '''You are MrId!''' --PeterMerelKicksAss, natch. ---- ''In case you are confused, this is referring to the sci-fi classic "ForbiddenPlanet". Set to the theme song of a sixties rom-com about a talking horse. Go figure.'' ---- CategoryWhimsy PoemWiki