Based on the traditional lullaby, "Hush, Little Baby."
Hush, little Martian, don't flap a wing,
Mama's gonna give you a radar ring.
And if that ring won't work in fog,
Papa's gonna buy you an android dog.
And if that android dog won't bark,
Mama's got a pass for the Milky Way park.
And if the Milky Way runs dry,
Papa's gonna build you a saucer to fly.
And if that saucer hits the sun,
Mama's gonna buy you a laser gun.
And if that laser never shoots,
Papa's gonna buy you some rocket boots.
And if those boots won't reach a star,
We'll stop by Earth and buy a car.
© 2014 Carrie L. Clickard. All rights reserved.
Tamera Will Wissinger has challenged us to come up with a parody or tribute poem this month. (Click HERE for details.) If you would like to join in the fun, send your poem to TodaysLittleDitty (at) gmail (dot) com or use the contact form in the sidebar to the right.
All participants will be rounded up on July 25th
and entered to win a copy of Tamera's delightful new picture book,
THIS OLD BAND.