for-More Than A Soft Toy Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Natasha L Scragg
there once was a child from Adelaide,
who had a teddy called Marmalade.
taking each other by the hand,
they roamed imaginations land:
there, they never turned scared or afraid.
this world they only had each other,
no mother, father or big brother.
on a tandem they would ride,
or they`d walk side by side;
in this world for two, and no other.
they fought a fire breathing dragon,
and rode in an old cowboys wagon.
played with a stegosaurus,
hand fed a brontosaurus;
then fought another fiery dragon.
they took a rocket ship to mars,
and flew all around shining stars.
met a Martian green,
who was kind, not mean;
so took him, in their big space car.
adventures must finally end,
when the sleep fairy calls you friend.
she will take you by the hand,
to enter into her land;
then you`ll say, a happy amen.
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#Adelaide is a city in Australia
Fred Flintstone couldn’t wait to leave work and get home
To be greeted by Wilma and served a brontosaurus bone
Fred was content as he laughed and yelled * “Yabba dabba do"
The prehistoric caveman’s popularity became iconic and grew
*Fred Flintstone's infamous and iconic saying from the Flintstone's cartoon.
~ An Extremely Shallow Poem
with nothing significant
to say ~
Woodland nymphs, a chorus
are singing in the darkling forest
while a fearless brontosaurus
is looking for a florist
Starlight flickers, moonlight dies
forest creatures stop and sigh
When two grizzlies do collide
a twitter double homicide
Miss Raccoon takes her ballet slippers off
which explains her hacking cough
Her rhyming here's a little rough
to which she says ~ Life is tough
A brontosaurus by name of Morris
Fell hard for Doris, a stegosaurus
His tush landed right on her
Sliced open by her armor
Lover Boy Morris had quite a saurus
Bert was a little Brontosaurus,
and his appetite was amazing.
He liked to chew and munch and slurp,
Bert never stopped his grazing.
But one day after eating,
he felt a little strange.
Something was brewing in his tum,
and Bert didn't like the change.
In little Bert's guts, there was gurgling,
and his mouth he opened wide.
And from it came a ginormous burp,
that caused a small landslide.
As the jungle around him fell silent,
Bert clearly didn't know what to do.
He didn't like the other dinos watching him,
so he opened his mouth and yelled BOO!
Well the dinosaurs went running in fright,
as Bert smiled a nice toothy grin.
It just goes to prove, no matter how small outside,
what counts is what comes from within!
Entered into: DINOSAUR(S) - FOR CHILDREN Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
3rd July 2019.
Placed Joint 3rd.
Mummy took us to the zoo
she hoped it wouldn’t bore us
In truth I think that mummy knew
we’d see a Brontosaurus
I stroked a small Triceratops
it had a tiny pink horn
I fed him all my chocolate drops
the keeper eyed me with scorn
I kissed a Tyrannosaurus Rex
When I climbed a big step ladder
Mom did all the safety checks
else the keeper would get madder
We were chased by a big Diplodocus
I could hear him snapping his jaws
Then he turned and he winked at us
and began to lick his huge paws
One dinosaur wore dark glasses
and tried so hard to ignore us
His breed no other surpasses
it’s a Doyouthinkhesawrus!
DINOSAUR(S) - FOR CHILDREN Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
3/7/19
OH, look out
I think she saw us
you know
that sneaky dinosaurus
LOOK OUT…
the one call Rex’ll
chase the little one with speckles
when a Brontosaurus sneezes
it’ll shake all of the ‘treezes”
OH, beware the clever Raptor
you could be what he is after.
But teacher - I swear
this is all factual
my homework was eaten
by a Pterodactyl.
©6/14/2019
DINOSAUR(S) – FOR CHILDREN Poetry Contest
Line Gauthier sponsor
This bloke said, ‘Hi,’ but we nearly passed him by
My mate said, ‘You should listen, he's a scientist guy.’
He uttered lots of nonsense but it stuck inside my head
And now I rarely go out cos I walk the streets in dread
He said, ‘ What if the ostriches never could fly
and a bit more evolution sees them take to the sky,
you’d better make a bee line to a market seller
and ask him if you might procure his biggest umbrella.
If your coffee is alfresco when you’re shopping in town,
you sit there and you sup it but the level don’t go down.
Better put a hand or saucer over your cup
but whatever you do, don’t ever look up.’
Might we then discover Darwin got it all wrong
The evidence apparent in the god almighty pong
I hope it doesn't come to pass till after I’m dead
That elephants and hippos circle over our head
I cannot help but think about the prehistoric era
And the reason for extinction which could not be any clearer
No cosmic collision killed the beasts that came before us
They were smothered in the output from an airborne brontosaurus!
Brontosaurus boogie, stomp, stomp, stomp
Higher than your ceiling, tromp, tromp, tromp.
As long as two semis, honk, honk, honk.
Let’s hold it on the freeway, bonk, bonk, bonk.
Brontosaurus cousins, laugh, laugh, laugh
Introduced to sisters, aft, aft, aft.
Swishing cars off freeway, crash, crash, crash.
Brontosaurus boogie, mash, mash, mash.
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
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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
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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
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Tyrone was a tyrannosaurus
Who fancied a big brontosaurus
Her name was Gillian
Their love was reptilian
The details are too sordid for us
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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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There's something odd down in Rowde
I'm not sure what it is
It can't be seen when I take a look
But my salad ... it got took
I grow a lot of lettuce
Raddichio as well
However now there is no quibble
My lunch has had a nibble
We had some dandelions
although some call them weeds
while we like their rather tasty leaf
they're gone as well - that's my beef
So then I watched intently
To see what I could see
What could eat my collard greens and kale
Must surely be a blue whale
And at last I espied it
I saw it clear as day
Not a whale, nor a brontosaurus
My neighbour's long lost tortoise!
Forgiveness has no need for a court system.
But tell that to the Brontosaurus snarling in my face.
My wounded heart, my soaring heart.
Freedom is a smile away.
Beyond your own gate
Are no more gates.
All of it melts in her cinnamon eyes anyways.
Big old saurus, brontosaurus, allasauaurus too
You’ll never see a single one in a park or in a zoo
Long ago they roamed the earth when everything was green
Now they are only fossils; that’s all I‘ve ever seen
Everywhere were very many on the land and in the sea
And even flying dinosaurs that could perch upon a tree
Some were truly monstrous or very, very tall
Others were so tiny they could run up any wall
The kings were mighty tyrannosaurs, huge teeth in gleaming white
They were so big and fast that they won most every fight
In the sea were fearsome sharks and dangers everywhere
It wouldn’t be safe to sail or swim if you were living there
You’d probably be a little snack for some ferocious fish
Or maybe you would taste real good in an allosaurus dish
So be real glad you are living now, not with them back then
Enjoy your life with deer and cows and seagulls at the beach
And be real glad the dinosaurs are truly out of reach
Endangered Species
This one is true
No tongue-in-cheek wink
The poor Hoo-ha crab
Is becoming extinct
They say that the women
Trimmin’ today
Have left the poor Hoo-ha crab
No place to stay
They need warmth and protection
From a natural forest
Or they’ll soon go the way
Of the late Brontosaurus
The poor Hoo-ha crabs
Will never do well
Till women revert
And go au-nat-chur-el
Crabs want to go back
To when women were lax
No pruning of landscapes
No Brazilian wax
A time when the Hoo-ha crab
Multiplied fast
A time for the Hoo-ha crab
Now in the past
And before you jump on me
I know that it’s true
A guy can get Hoo-ha crabs
Just as easy as you
For men now have taken to
Manscapes and trimmin’
At the whim and the pleasure
Of Hoo-ha trimmed women
Note:
Doctors now say
Hoo-ha crab incident
Has drastically dropped
About 80 percent
I'm a long-necked Brontoleesaurus
Sometimes called great Apatosaurus
I only eat twigs and leaves
Another large salad, please?
And a steak for my friend, Segisaurus
tall brontosaurus
a museum favorite
children gather
*Lee is my middle name
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, March 17, 2012
For the Dinosaur Quest contest (PD)
Third place
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