There’s no antenna on his head.
His skin’s not even green.
He’s not the sort you might call short;
in fact, he’s tall and lean.
He never speaks in Martian words
whenever he say, “Hey!”
His house is not a UFO.
It’s down my street a way.
What makes me think the boy I know
is truly from the stars?
He eats his fries with may·on·naise –
he has to be from Mars!
But if you say he eats his fries
exactly like you do…
We’ve probably identified
That YOU’RE a Martian too!