
So I'm going along
Doing my own thing like always
When bang!
A pterodactyl flies right into my cheek,
Knocks out all my teeth!
Crazy, right?
But I fix him up, no sweat.
Grab him by the back legs and swing him right into a tree!
That knocks him silly
And I go to sink my teeth into him,
But wait! What teeth?
So I look around while ptery's still dazed
And gather up some of the ol' chompers,
And between teeth and claws,
I manage to cut him into small enough bits to make it down the gullet.
So then I'm sitting there,
Laid back but still bleeding,
Mulling things over,
And then it hits me:
I'm a dinner sawer!
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Laura Pruett
Laura Pruett, author of The Dwarves Of Dimmerdown and others. Host of Kipoerneke's Korner. Join the community on Discord: discord.gg/d3XxSvGTt6
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