A Princess of Mars

No greater fighting gentleman I knew

than Carter of Virginia. Uncle Jack

or “John” told stories wonderful but true!

His cryptic death foretold he would come back.

A wondrous cave of Arizona gold

He sought—Apaches hunted him instead.

Pursued until that night, John Carter told

the gods of Mars, “I wish that I were dead.”

When next my uncle woke, he found that fate

Had sped him far from home! Beneath his feet

was Martian loam; he leaped as without weight!

Amazing, yes, but not at all discrete.

His actions caught the eyes of green-skinned Tharks,

whose Martian rifles rarely missed their marks.

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