Space Trip to Mars

By Ballerina Cappuccino

Part one

Mars if not so far

Hop on a bus with Mr. Fuss

As we take off I start to cough

Never so scared

But the weather is nice up there

Stomach swirling

Hair is curling

I feel like i’m going to throw up

Ugh I need to grow up

We all scream AHHHH

As someone laughs HAH

Were so high up

Like bro whats up

Digging through my bag

About to gag

What’s that noise?

Oh it’s just kids playing with toys

As we zoom through the air

With our hair in the air

Looking at the stars 

While eating granola bars

Hands in the air

Like we just don’t care

We took a right

I’m in such fright

Looking through my pocket

Thinking I should lock it

Feeling the gravity

I have no cavities

Getting my gear 

As we start to steer

As I brush my hair 

I remember to check my air

I see Mars

Over all the stars

Landing on Mars

And sanding our cars

Part two

I’ve never really believed in aliens

Oh i just saw my friend Marion

Jumping on mars

Watching the stars

Getting my nails done

As the rails come undone

As I say hey to Marion

Something gets in our way

Weird and green

I need some cookies and cream

I lace my shoes

As I hear some moos

Freaking out

As my friend is tweaking out

I think I see a Alien

Next thing I know they are trying to take me

I say make me?

Were all yelling

Im telling my dad

My dad got taken

It wasn’t rad

Oh hey Brad!

Running for my life

 I see my ex wife

She ruined my life

An alien I see

I have to take a wee

I think I have diarrhea 

What is this criteria

Will I get out?

Will I freak out?