Ignac came from another world.
His skin was olive green.
His friends had dropped him off one day;
‘twas the last of them he’d seen.
This land was much different
Than where he’d lived before.
People here dwelt in houses
With windows and a floor.
Ignac’s home was a cave so dark
And he hid there, afraid and scared.
Until one day when he went for a walk
Avoiding all the people who stared.
He saw a lion and he saw a dog
And laughed at these creatures new.
When a snake slithered past Ignac chuckled,
And wished that he’d seen two.
The alien walked up and down the streets
Hiding behind bushes and empty cars.
Things were very different for him
Than they were on the his home, planet Mars.
One day he met a nice little boy,
Who took him home and hid him in his room.
Ignac slept in the closet behind Joe’s clothes,
His basketball and his broom.
They became great friends, the two,
And they played every day after school.
Until Joe’s mum found Ignac hiding
Outside next to their swimming pool.
She screamed quite loud and fainted;
So Joe woke her up and explained.
“He’s my friend, an alien, from planet Mars.”
Then they went inside because it rained.
Joe’s mum soon discovered that Ignac was nice,
So she let him stay in their house.
He was happy at last and played with the cat
And taught it not to kill a mouse.
One winter’s day a UFO showed up
And landed in Joe’s back yard.
They wanted Ignac to come back with them,
But the alien cried very hard.
He wanted to stay with Joe and his mum
And eat ice cream and pork chops and mince,
So the UFO left, disappearing into the night;
Ignac’s never heard from them since.