Change

A flying saucer came to Earth one day
It landed in New York on old Broadway
A little martian only three feet high
Stepped out and importuned the passers by
Do you have change for a Hurn
I pray me you will not spurn
It may sound very funny
I just have martian money
And being strange here I don’t know which way to turn
Kind sir please heed my cry
I pray you’ll rescue I
When you visit Mars this favor I’ll return
Do you have change for a Hurn
Do you have change for a Hurn
Do you have change for a Hurn