Once Mighty
In prehistoric times, he roamed
(Of course, he had his body),
The king of his surroundings –
(That’s a title not too shoddy).
But now this T-Rex (just his skull)
Has something to consider,
For soon he will be auctioned
To some wealthy highest bidder.
He’s hanging up at Sotheby’s
And mornings, every day,
I pass the auction house and check
That he’s still on display.
Oh, how the mighty fall!
This creature, looking fearsome still,
Awaits his fate most humbly
(Though he might fetch $20 mil!)
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2022
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