Friday, June 1, 2018

"Untitled" by Michael Leunig


I went to Mars on a rocket ship
To look for signs of life.
I found a woman there.
She became my wife.
We had some little babies.
They were so unique;
Neither Earthling nor Martian
Did they speak.
Yet they sang, they played,
They GLEAMED.
We slept peacefully together.
We dreamed
Of a planet up above
Where there is new life
And there is love.

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