Mum and Dad Fighting
My mamma called my dad a Martian
They were arguing over the dish washin’
She said “you better beware,”
“Or I’ll knock you block way up there”
For a mute she said it all in fluent Russian
Been MI6 dad arrested her as a communist who poisoned his water
Shot her in a rocket into the sky with his step daughter
The rocket went up
In the shape of a tea cup
And the world thought it was a flying saucer.
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