Trip to Mars

 

How is that possible 

at such a low price?

The barker looks down,

his smile a slice.

There is something odd

at the cant of his head.

He seems quite alive

but his color quite dead.

The little boy flinches,

winces, wanting to run

but the carnival man 

insists on some fun.

And then it hits him out 

of an orangey-blue sky.

He *is* on Mars

in a dream on the fly.

He awakes with a start

escaping the Martian-man.

Ten cents is nothing 

if you are where you stand. 

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