H.G. Peterson is the inventor of the
Radio-toaster; a device which can toast
bread at a distance of 5.6 billion light
years. He enjoys nuclear-bingo and
poodle collecting.

An Ode to the Space-Men

From the stars you come in mighty craft
With ray-guns fore and rockets aft
Small green men in silver suits
With bright blue stars across your boots

To the Earth you come from outer space
Bringing knowledge to our inferior race
Your flying saucers descend like a vulture
Upon the sights of our agriculture

Though tractors you do not possess
Your work a tractor does suggest
For when in the morn we look up on the field
Our wheat shafts to your beams did yield

Designs you make into our crops
Circles in barley and squares in hops
Do you bring messages of peace
Or recipes for roasting geese?

Methinks there is another factor
You are just jealous of our tractors.