The marrog

The marrog
By: No Source Posted On: January 06, 2019 View: 382

The marrog

The marrog

My desk’s at the back of the class

And nobody, nobody knows

I’m a Marrog from  Mars

With a body of brass

And seventeen fingers and toes.


Wouldn’t  they shriek if they knew

I’ve three eyes at the back of my head

And my hair is bright purple

My nose is deep blue

And my teeth are half-yellow, half red?


My five arms aresilver and spiked

With knives on them sharper than spears.

I could go back right now, if liked

And return in a million light-years.


I could gobble them all

For I’m seven foot tall

And I’m breathing green flames froim my ears.

Wouldn’t they yell if they knew.

If they guessed that a marrog was here?

Ha –ha they haven’t a clue

Or wouldn’t they tremble with fear!


Look, look a marrog!

They,d all scream – and SMACK

The blackboard would fall and the ceiling would crack

And the teacher would faint, I suppose.

But I grin to myself, sitting right at the back

And nobody, nobody knows.

                                                                C. Scriven

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