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T Rex - a Compendium
T Rex - a compendium I asked the T Rex why he looked rather glum He said I’ve this lovely sharp claw on my thumb But life's such a b.itch My butt’s got an itch And I simply can’t reach my own bum - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - T Rex gave his lady a peck She said honey please kiss my neck He liked her all right So he gave a love bite And that’s when her head hit the deck - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Jurassic Park was too dear for us We snuck in dressed all ‘stegosaurus’ We’re now not sure whether That idea was clever That T Rex ain’t gonna ignore us - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Tyrone was a tyrannosaurus Who fancied a big brontosaurus Her name was Gillian Their love was reptilian The details are too sordid for us - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - He hunted that Jurassic coast For the primeval prey he loved most The sky overhead Went fiery red Alas pretty soon he was toast - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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