I see out there, besides the pond,
a quartet of Canada geese,
picking through the manicured lawn,
hunting for some insects to eat.
Two adults and two little ones,
necks outstretched and probing the ground,
something about the silhouettes
just seems to tear the eons down…
I know that birds are therapods,
but when that long neck ducks I see
the outline of a Brontosaur,
albeit one that stands two feet…
And when it’s walking straight at me,
the head and neck up towards the sky,
it looks just like a sauropod,
at least until it starts to fly.
A weird thought, given on most days
they paddle around in the drink,
but change the place and back in time
the whole animal seems to sink.
Perhaps that’s why they’re ill-tempered,
hissing at you like a sinner,
since once they used to rule this earth,
but now they’re just Christmas dinner…
Dinosaurs lived years ago
But there's something you should know
They are just like you and me
Having fun through history
Here is a little rhyme
For a story at bedtime
Stanley is a stegosaurus
Who likes to sing in his school chorus
Bruno is a great big bronto
Playing superhero Tonto
Ryan is a raptor who
Makes nice art with glitter glue
Harry is a hadrosaur
Who builds puzzles on the floor
Tommy is a sweet T-rex
Muscles in the gym he'll flex
Tina is a pterodactyl
She is very musical
Sheila the sauropod
Collects random silly cards
Angelica the Ankylosaur
Is a cashier at the store
camarasaurus
defined jurassic era
unique sauropod
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