There's a place on Mars / Where the ladies smoke cigars Every puff they take / Is enough to **** a snake When the snake is dead / They plant roses in its head When the roses die / They put diamonds in its eye When the diamonds crack / They put mustard down its back When the mustard dries / It attracts the Martian flies When the flies get stomped / It becomes a Martian prompt When the prompt gets writ / Then the Martians have a fit When the fit is tight / Martian snakes begin to bite If they bite your face / You become a Martian case But your case won't close / Till your poems decompose
PROMPT #21: Write a poem that, like a Nursery rhyme, uses lines that have a repetitive set-up.