There is a dinosaur in the kitchen
She doesn't know what to eat
She could chomp down on flora
Or settle for fresh meat
The dinosaur is hungry
So she stomps her feet
Until I come to prepare for her
A plate of mac and cheese
The dinosaur in the kitchen
Is loud and full of glee
And I can only hope
That soon she goes to sleep
The dinosaur has had me up
Since near the crack of dawn
But love my daughter dinosaur
So over her I'll fawn
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Comments (2)
Exceptional writing.
Love it! Ain't it the truth?