Life On Mars
If there is life on Mars they won't want us.
That's because we're so corrupt.
Even mice on Mars would have more sense
than we on Earth who are so dense.
If they see us coming, they'll get their guns.
Blast us to pieces, have their fun.
No planet would accept we silly fools.
After decimating, desecrating, leaving pools
of blood and bodies on our wasted land.
Earth's survival did not go to plan.
Move over Mars, we're wading in,
to pillage, plunder and commit sin
against all living things that breathe.
That may support us, if you please.
So dumb and dimwitted earthlings be
They eat you whole, just for their tea.
Put up a STOP sign, warn them well.
Then empty all your nuclear shells.
If there's life on Mars, they won't want to die.
So, so long earthlings...adieu...goodbye.
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2016
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