Be fair to Predator, if you're going to get picky.
It's not like he chose a town, or a city.
Was the killing spree a plan, or just an awful flaw?
Bumping into that lot was just Sod's Law.
After all, it's a jungle - what are the chances?
Central America's alien policy!? He doesn't know what their stance is.
What if he got out of his space taxi pissed?
The next planet over, comprehensively missed.
He'd have just woken up in this total bloody nightmare.
Checking his pockets to work out the cab fare.
Arrested on Tuesday, they say he killed thirty seven.
He argued the toss. It was more like eleven.
Hours went by. A huge misunderstanding.
Turns out the cabbie killed 26 upon landing.
That he could accept. OK. Fair play.
Just let him go now and he can be on his way.
That's not how it works mate.
You have to go to jail.
He's losing his cool.
Alright. What's the bail?
They're having none of it. His patience wore thin.
Fuck he thought.
And ripped off their skin.
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