Jurassic Encounter:Pterodactyl
A field trip to the new History Museum sounded like fun.
We boarded the bus as soon as the school day had begun.
I was excited, thinking seeing dinosaurs would be as cool
as Jurassic Park movies where the scary T Rex held rule.
I wandered off after eating lunch, looking for a bathroom
but the head I found was crowned with an orange plume.
I screamed! It squawked, and beady eyes stared at me.
Unable to move, I closed my eyes tight, so I wouldn't see.
I felt its warm breath on my neck and heard its wings flap.
My first instinct was to run, but I really needed to crap.
Sharp claws scratched the skin on my arms and my back,
then it screeched with a fiery roar that burned my backpack.
I fell to the ground, hoping it would think that I was dead
but I squinted enough to see the orange plume on its head.
It circled me twice, then flew away. To where, I didn't care
because I was alive, although it had scorched all of my hair.
No one believed my story, not even Mr. Tom, my teacher.
He said dinosaurs are extinct and I didn't see such a creature,
then rolled his eyes at me and I think he nearly went beserk
when I said, "and then a flaming pterodactyl ate my homework!"
January 29,2021
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