Humans Aren't Real by fuzzytigercat

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Humans aren’t real—just a glitch in the code, A festive rumor on your motherlode. You swear you exist, but we’ve got no proof, Humans aren’t real—just an interstellar spoof!

We scanned your planet from orbit high, No life signs—just coffee shops and pie. Whispers of “humans” passed through the air, But all we saw were cats lounging everywhere.

Reports from cadets say they’ve heard your name, Like a campfire tale with no one to blame— A folklore species you claim you’ve seen, Yet only your dog remains on the screen.

Humans aren’t real—just a glitch in the code, A festive rumor on your motherlode. You swear you exist, but we’ve got no proof, Humans aren’t real—just an interstellar spoof!

We monitored talk shows, the news, and blogs, Only found selfies with pixelated dogs. Your art and your memes—such elaborate lies— We think you’re a prank by intergalactic spies.

Your poets keep writing of love and of pain, But every star-map shows empty terrain— We’re betting big credits on one simple fact: You’re holograms dancing on a data-packed track.

Humans aren’t real—just a glitch in the code, A festive rumor on your motherlode. You swear you exist, but we’ve got no proof, Humans aren’t real—just an interstellar spoof!

Maybe you’re bots in some cosmic test, Or a VR show for some alien guest. We’ll keep our antennas tuned night and day, ‘Til you beam down and prove you’re not CGI.

One brave explorer claimed he touched your cheek, Felt something warm and oddly antique. But then he woke up in a puddle of slime— We think he just tripped on the timeline.

Humans aren’t real—just a glitch in the code, A spirited legend in your motherlode. Keep sending your signals, keep shouting “We’re here!” We’ll laugh with our snacks—‘cause humans aren’t real!

So until you teleport or beam in a fleet, We’ll keep on believing you’re purely conceit. Humans aren’t real—yeah, it’s quite the appeal, A universal joke with no mass to feel.