Limerick Cycle 2: Vitamin C vs. the Saucers (3/3)

But then out of the shadows came Relph: He's the biggest. I soiled myself! As he opened his mouth, I turned tail and ran south-- For to him, I was small like an elf.

I had failed to fell Relph the bug, But my friendly pal alien's mug Stepped right up to the baddie, And shouted, "Hey, laddie, "Here's some OJ. Drink up, have a slug!"

And he dumped the juice out of his tumbler, Quite distressing that menacing mumblr, Who dissolved in a puddle, Resolving my muddle; Believe me, I couldn't feel humbler.

End of story; it's worked itself out, Though there's more of 'em coming, no doubt. Best protect yourself, mate. I've got limes; buy a crate! Get some zest! Grab a pulper! Be stout! *CODA:* Purchase tamarinds, too, pal. Don't miss out! Don't be ascorbic acidless! Keep your life placid. Lest Peskertons eat you! _Dish out!_