Green Man by Burl Battersby

They say it is because of all the green tea in China,
And because someone somewhere said a prayer
That carried here in the air,
That you have become a Green Man again.

Because of all the green tea in China,
You will live forever with a violent blue streak
Crossing your cheek.

The people next to you will rise up to meet you,
The cross-eyed man whistling to himself who smells like bubble gum,
The lady wearing a pink dress and fedora, who scowls at the sun.

Because of all the green tea in China,
You will be left alone to steep.

Burl Battersby was born the morning after humans traveled to the dark side of the moon, in the month the Doors released “Wild Child,” and has been a unique specimen ever since.