THE MAN FROM MARS
This is one I co-wrote with a lady, 'Chuzz1', on the internet recently. She was only 10 when she wrote the first 8 lines with her father, then she and I added the rest a short time ago. Hope you all enjoy the childish joy of it. - Graffiti Poet A man came down from Mars one day, The people all said go away, They were afraid of him you see, He didn't look like you and me. He had two heads and forty legs, That Martian had no toothy-pegs. He came to us cause we had wealth To get false teeth on National Health. The Dentist sat him in his chair His many legs were everywhere, He said, "Though this may take a while You'll smile just like a Crocodile." He wasn't sure which head to choose But knowing he had nowt to lose, He said, "Relax, and open wide." Then shone his torch and looked inside. He saw three tongues all full of spikes Then jumping back and shouting "Yikes", For where he'd hoped to see some pegs Were rows and rows of tiny eggs. The eggs had shells so wafer thin The light shone though and there within, Were tiny little Martian men Each egg containing nine or ten. A jumbled mass of heads and legs That left no room for any pegs, He said, "Let's try the other one And hope the eggs in there are gone". But when he looked he saw again More rows of eggs all filled with men, The Dentist said, "I much regret, I cannot fit your dentures yet." "Until those eggs are fully hatched The teeth I'd make would be mis-matched, I think it's best we wait a bit To make quite sure your dentures fit." He said, "But please, before you go There's just one thing I'd like to know, Each egg it seems is full of men Where are the girls, what's come of them?". The Martian gave a gummy grin And said, "Alas to my chagrin, I thought you knew that unlike us The girls are living on VENUS.
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