They call me Pterodactyl. If you take a close glance up high you’ll see me, the dino eye in the sky.
I came from the background of Pterosaurs and you can bet your last fossil I could tell a saur a tale of sores that would make you say tell me more.
Somewhere above the water full of seagulls, but below the sky of eagles. In the middle of both you’ll find a Me-gull.
Knowledge seekers found out fish was my favorite dish and my ability to see above all is the greatest wish.
The other dinosaurs look at my flesh and see a skinny me, but I’m a wing above the rest so they envy me.
A hollow air-filled, bird like king of the Jurassic. I am Pterodactyl and I’ll always be a classic.
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Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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