The Tale of the Little Green People and their Journey from Mars to Cornwall.
‘This is: The Tale of the Little Green People and their Journey from Mars to Cornwall.
The little green people
were travelling from Mars
they weren’t coming in spaceships,
they were cadging lifts in cars
(that’s just silly).
Their destination: Earth!
Because they were coming from a cold, laugh-less planet,
that they do ‘not’
fondly call ‘Mother Janet’.
Their landing point,
in Cornwall, Brown Willy –
which was recently voted the number one
silliest, hilliest placename
in a recent poll…
for the seventh Martian Solar year running.
And then they plan to seek out…
The Eden Project,
(to see if it’s a threat)
(for obvious reasons)
and Miss Marples Tea Room in Looe
where they are going to have serious words
about a certain missing apostrophe.
The little green people have integrated well,
and nobody can tell
that they are not from round here;
as they have picked up the lingo,
refused to play bingo,
and are as ‘Ansum’ as the day it is long.
They work hard,
pay their dues,
have learned to love queues,
and can sing ‘Trelawny’ at Will;
but, what will give them away,
is the colour of their skin,
translucent and thin,
and shiny, wet, greenish and gray…
… although their six-fingered hands is probably a clue;
but, not a clincher.’