(Besides participating in the 2013 Blogging A to Z April Challenge, I'm also participating in National Poetry Writing Month. In NaPoWriMo, I'm write a poem a day for the whole month. Here is the poem for the 13th day.)
Spaceman Jones went riding,
blasting into the night,
flying his atomic spaceship
out to see the sights.
They rumbled past the moon
and touched down on Mars.
Them settlers needed a sheriff
so they pinned on some stars
Rocket outlaws were rustling
ice and other valuable grub
so Jones and his posse chased
the crooks to an old space tub.
Them varmints fought back hard.
Energy bolts crackled and ripped,
but Jones soon drilled their leader
and put the stolen goods in his ship.
The posse came back to town,
but now here's a curious thing:
although they looked high and low
Jones was never again seen.
So if you're homesteading a planet
and crooks be troublin' your homes,
be careful where you pin those stars --
you might be pinning Spaceman Jones.
(Copyright 2013 by Stephen B. Bagley. All rights reserved. No copying without prior permission. Thank you for reading.)