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Go Home!

If these here Martians had internal organs
Like normal people, instead
Of viscera, oozing and glisteny,
On their outsides, well,
We might cut them some slack,
But they come here,
Use our precious water,
And our warm rich air,
Just like they belong.
They don’t, and they’ve got to go:
We can’t spare the little we’ve got left,
Not at the prices we’re paying now!