Planet Mars

Plinky.com asked me to write a 10-line poem about my neighbour.

He's very red

This neighbour of mine

His reputation goes before him

He was living before I was myself

But now is dry and barren

He's been the subject of our conjecture

Of fantasy and over-tall stories

We've felt threatened

(He's very war-like)

This red neighbour of mine

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