“Of all the planets on which to buy the farm
Mars is the one that’s got the most charm,”
declared Elon Musk, a super-rich guy
who wished to die super-high in the sky.
So he hopped into one of his Tesla cars
and drove skyward to the planet Mars
where he was greeted by a startling sight —
an army of Martians prepared for a fight
Yelled their leader, “Sorry to be brusque,
but get the hell out of here, Mr. Musk.
Go buy your farm in a place like Uranus
or even somewhere like your very own anus!”
Musk had no choice but to go back to Earth
the planet that alas! gave us his birth
Lawrence Millman is the author of 21 books, including such titles as Last Places, Our Like Will Not Be There Again, At the End of the World, Fungipedia, The Last Speaker of Bear, Goodbye Ice, and — most recently – Outsider. Shop for his books at Thrift Books and other book sellers.
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