WHY DREAM OF MARS

Celine looked out the window at cars,
While dreaming of moving to mars,
But, mars is all gravel and rocks,
With sundial tic-tocs,
And, all there dream of moving to stars. 

WE DON'T NEED LOCKS ON MARS

On Mars our pudding is full of rocks,

We have no mealtimes for we have no clocks,

We have no open water and no boat docks,

We have no birds so, we don't have flocks,

We have no companies so we don't trade stocks,

We have cold feet because we can't make socks,

We have no education except the school of hard knocks,

Our entire culture the universe mocks,

But, we have nothing to steal so we don't need locks.