Clingy Martian Boyfriend

I have a clingy martian boyfriend.

Gone is the mystery.

He always knows what I am thinking

due to telepathy.

If I think of him in orbit

in a beam of light he does appear.

Darn that teleportation!

He’s always lurking near.

He will skip a probing

if he knows I’m in the galaxy.

Sometimes: “Please lose him in the cosmos!”

is my plea to gravity!

His pick up line was classic

“I come in love” (to humans, we say “peace”)

But how can I really date a Martian

who wears a cologne called  “Autops-me.”

He writes poetry by the book full

on how I turn his cold blood colder still.

The crop circles of my face however

are a bit of overkill.

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