I’m sitting in my
bedroom gazing at the stars
I try to think what
life is like on Jupiter or Mars
I can’t believe
there‘s only life on our little earth
I’d like to share
my thoughts for what they’re really worth
Perhaps they’ve
green bodies
Perhaps they’ve
got long Necks
Perhaps they’ve
got antennae
And purple tinted
specs.
Perhaps they dine on
moon rocks
Perhaps they sleep
upright
Perhaps they’re
really nasty
And only want to fight
Maybe they are not
men at all
Just great big blobs
of goo
I wouldn’t like to
meet one
Would you?
By William Hudson