Aliens (an acrostic poem)

Always it was about the Question, not the Answer

Life, and everything on Earth, did the computing

It was such a marvel even the fjords won an award

Everything seemed destined to work.  The Question was about to be solved

No one knew why the Answer was 42, and they still don’t

Since the Vogons destroyed Earth for a hyperspace bypass….

 

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