Little Green Man
A humorous poem about differences
This man smells a little different — like old hay and pie crust, You’ll notice if you close your eyes Lean in, sniff hard, focus you must.
He has a green pallor, like he’s eaten something bad But in your heart you know for sure He’s just a strapping alien lad.
He walks a little different too — Can you tell, against the light? Two steps with the left foot, a shuffle, then one to the right.
He landed on an afternoon in the middle of granny’s field, When I was watching from the window, My fate was now sealed.
As he waddled up the driveway, he gave me one fat wink, Enmeshing me in his conspiracy, My heart started to sink.
Ingratiating himself to granny! While I watched helplessly She loved him more than me! I noticed jealously.
And then came the day of reckoning, When she finally chose him over me It was all so very sickening, I was over it, as I could be.
Little Green Man, I said, shaking my fist — you have bested me now, I see. But I shall be back one day, with a new bonnet over my bee.
And then it won’t matter anymore — that you are green, and I am blue. Granny will love us both the same, she’ll give us both our due.






