Rerun
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For bloody
red steaks he’s gu
nning. His ear piercing
roar is stunning. From jungle
foliage he plans his lethal
attack. Two stories
high and his tactics
are extremely cunning.
when his prey is out of breath
he keeps right on coming. He pou
nces Brontosauruses
heards while they’re
sunning. When it comes
to getting food he’s got
the knack. The tyrannosaurus
rex likes its‘ food running. when
he plays freeze tag t-rex isn’t
funning. A fully grown camel
would be a light snack. His
stories just keep on
rerun ning.
When out on
par
ade
animals stop in their tracks.
By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX
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Copyright © Robb A. Kopp | Year Posted 2010
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