#martian
Words by Elizabeth Hensley
To the tune of, "Yankee Doodle"
Uncle Martin came to town
Riding in his spaceship.
He crashed right into the ground
When giving Air Force planes the slip!
Uncle Martin keep it up!
Uncle Martin dandy!
Your antennae slip right in your head
Which makes them nice and handy!
Uncle Martin came from Mars
And landed on our Planet.
I don't know what he thinks of it,
Except it's wild I'll grant it!
Uncle Martin keep it up!
Uncle Martin dandy!
Your antennae slip right in your head
Which keeps them nice and handy!
Jan 17
Jan 17, 2026 at 11:39 AM UTC
There once was a martian from Mars
Named Alfț'drônþ⁰pog'gorgg'glìån'nars
Who constructed a spaceship
And went on a spacetrip
To the farthest, most alien stars.
Mar 16, 2025
Mar 16, 2025 at 1:41 AM UTC
Locked in your mind, I'm surprised, and you think that silence is key
You ain't designed to be blind and lost in the night like you be
I know the hurt in your eyes, oh my, you remind me of me
And it's a lot we don't see
Gotta be tough 'cause acting tough all day
Shoulder shrugs then show the world you give no ***** all day
Plus got a story I could never show
you
Scared if you open up, ****** just might have leverage on you
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 10:03 PM UTC
You’re no good for me, girl
You’re cruel and infectious
You are my wish, this is me with a death wish
I’m smart i should get this
But your eyes, your hips, your lips
To me there so precious, I guard them like treasures
I’d run, I’d drive, I’d fly
Just to witness your gestures
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 9:28 PM UTC
The little Earthling of Earth
What a surprise the Galaxy
Meetings made with an Martian the alien
Space here the planets, moon stars of ours the universe
You may share my poems
Copyright 2018 Joyce Joadiyce
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 12:08 PM UTC
Once upon a Martian
In the Milky Way
A planet the galaxy
Way far away
Copyright 2018 Joyce Joadiyce
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 11:47 AM UTC
Out there somewhere
A Martian sky like
Maybe flys the lights
The starry-like
Copyright 2018 Joyce Joadiyce
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 11:45 AM UTC
Out there somewhere
A Martian stares there
What's out there
Way over there
You may share my poems
Copyright 2018 Joyce Joadiyce
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 11:16 AM UTC
There's an alien in the stars
The Martian another planet
Galaxies, light years far
Stargazing like earthlings
Copyright 2018 Joyce Joadiyce
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 11:14 AM UTC
Ian Kennedy and Pavle Pavlović
As Sol the Rouge begins to rise,
it warms Eve’s heart, but Downs her eyes.
A dusty halo round the flame
will touch the dunes and dawn proclaim,
as distant dusty storms reflect
on Eve’s dry eye and her deject.
To get up now it is her task –
No more in Sol-light can she bask.
You must recall: it was Eve’s Gran
who went to Mars to start a clan.
From little pool Eve chose her Buzz
and paired with him, who was her cuzz.
Through porthole now Eve sees no wood,
nor earthy ground for motherhood.
With hasty zeal space courier flies;
A sandy landing ’fore her eyes.
So, as the dawn of morn is broke,
our Eve then hops, with grace unspoke,
goes out of base to Lander Stop
to fetch the parcel she does hop.
Her ‘FedEx’ was by Earth prepaid,
and on this day had come her AID,
by careful voyage, with prosp’rous end,
the ***** arrived that Earth did send!
Low-G and man-made air do need
the seed to make a better breed.
Incestuously is not a scheme:
a gene pool needs a brand new stream.
We want no feeble Mars-strain seed,
So A.I.Dee is for the deed.
From Earth doth come the flow of genes
as bottled stuff – you know the means!
To make the Martians extra strong
The Earth Decreed all inbreeds wrong:
All ***** from Earth-bound men must come.
Through outer space it must have swum!
In DNA do secrets lie,
tho’ some do think that fated sky
will give them scope to freely screen
the final flux of wanted gene.
“I’m not at ease, but lurk and look –
I peer at pack from Earthly nook.
Where linger ye, my family lift
to proffer me some needed gift
of fruit or nuts and comfort care?
The time is right to use what’s there?
No creature comfort do I need.
My friends, I’m ready for some seed!”
“My boy must have my Buzz’s face,
and then our girl should have his grace.
A pigeon pair with rusty hair,
and maybe also one as spare.
We want his freckles on each cheek,
that all who pass-by touch and tweak.
Buzz wants them looking just like he
yet also really be like me!”
The season’s winds bring rain and freeze
and stirs up dust with just a breeze.
And when Sol’s power does make it soar,
the wind behind rolls more before.
If’s no heat from sunless sky,
with daylight gone, the storm does die.
Unlike her feelings which grow strong,
uprooting thoughts of what is wrong.
The storm now sounds like raging ire,
and echoes of her inner fire.
As sand blocks Sol for just a while,
it’s just so long that she’s fertile.
With redhead Buzz she wants to splurge.
To break Decree she now has urge.
“I need a gravid tum, now mine’s too thin!
A child by him: I need to sin?”
To lock herself to Earthly Kit
and shrug off worry just a bit?
But she recalls her lover’s eyes
as endless hormones swell and rise.
“Here is The Kit for you to use”.
“I do detest! I do refuse!
Then fast it dawned on me.” – she smiled –
“I’ll flip the way to have my child.”
“ So at a juncture here I stand,
with earthy Kit in my right hand.
Now let me throw it out as trash,
and see Kit burn to light gray ash!
For we are first to break Decree.
Oh gosh, it’s us! My god, it’s me!
On Mars it is a primal crime!
’Hind bars might we be held to time?”
Unlike the Martian pioneer race,
they can no longer pick their place.
Air in the base is made for breath,
for outer air is instant death.
So Eve and Buzz are in the can.
And who’s to blame? It was their gran!
The Space Base is completely jail!
(Nor could they ever raise some bail.)
As red sky flares in real turn
then Earth’s old rules do curl and burn.
While sky does grow in ****** glow
Her love for Buzz will drive the flow.
“’Tis I, the bandit, burned The Kit,
with Buzz my man! To Earth: ‘Go flit!’
Like clarion storm I’ll shout, Rejoice!
and fiercely punch the air with voice.”
“This is the daybreak of my life!
Tonight I really will be wife.
I know this is my true found right –
No more for me, moist tears at night.
Instead, I spread some happy joy
towards my big and beaming ‘boy’.
O, Oh! how happy we are free,
just jestful, zestful, Buzz and me!"
Next E-mail from the Earth appears,
and has our happy pair roll tears.
“A flaw was found in chromosome
On all accounts must ***** succumb”!
“My heart confirms that right’s my choice:
oh, come with me, let us rejoice!
Today Mars broke the Earth’s Decree
Last night we loved in our low-G!”
Next Sol does rise – Eve’s hopes do too,
as thoughts begin for Martian coup.
“Can women have new Martian Law
to stop the rules that have a flaw?”
“The Laws of Eve on Mars now reign
and Earth does not its Laws ordain.
From Earth it is today we deign
that laws of Earth and Mars are twain.”
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Legal opinion: Eve's ********** was incestuous in two ways as it 1) involved having excessive intimacy in one third gravity 2) was with Buzz, her third generation cousin, which was against the reigning Earth Rule. (She escaped sanctions by going on to found the Martian Unilateral Declaration of Independence!)
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 12:24 PM UTC
Crimson
Planet
Orbit
closing in
floating in the
floating in the martian sky
little martians
little martians waving hi
They flag me into a hole in the ground
open the gate to the base of the town
Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 12:46 PM UTC