I'm having a drink this here
at Space Bar in Pluto
and Martian Pete comes in
and sits beside me
and we talk, and we drink
Full of loyalty
and pride, as a human
(and patriotism included)
I tell the Martian:
"In 1969
We humans put a man on the moon"
"Pish! " says the Martian
"We sent a team
to the Sun
Earth Year 1959"
"Oh, " I say to the Martian
"The Sun would have burned
your team of Martians! "
"Pish! " retorts the Martian
"You stupid Earthlings!
We sent them to the Sun at night"
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Martians are always drunk, so don't believe them!