Little Green Men (Fun Poem 138) - Poem by David Harris
When we think of aliens
we envisage green men,
but they could well be
an assortment of different colours.
We say little green men,
yet everyone describes them
on a giant scale.
However, suppose they were little,
so little they could hide
behind a blade of grass.
They could have already invaded us
and we wouldn't have even known it.
We could even have them
playing with their children
in our own garden!
Now that makes you wonder
when our pets stare at the grass.
They could well be watching
little green men frolicking about.
Now there is something to ponder at.
25-26 January 2013
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