T-Wreckx-n-Effect
Rap-inspired poem for Poemosaurus Rex Challenge
Yo, I'm mother effing Tyrannosaurus Rex
Just look at my sexy green scaly pecs
The Laramidian mighty predator apex
Tho' I got tiny brains, tiny hands
when I march through my lands
No ankylosaur or ceratopsian stands
They say I was the greatest
They say I was the toughest
Steppin' to me, prepare for the ruckus
So, keep your cup of water
close to your son and daughter
Follow Dr. Alan Grant, the miser
Watch your step, buddy
'fore things get bloody
I'll bite you down to size and they'll call you stubby
Listen, pal, don't take this the wrong way
I may be dead, buried, fossilised, okay?
But my mere image gives you chills, okay
Even with this lazy rhyme, I'm doing okay
Instead of coming at me, with your yappin’
Its backwards you oughta be swiftly steppin’
or your tasty fleshy body I'll be poppin’!
So, your position at my feet, please assume
as John Williams plays my kingly theme tune
And prepare to meet your untimely grisly doom
T to the R e x
Tyrannical s e x
On two legs, I wreckx
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Thanks for reading!
Author's Notes: Fun ditty that came to me rather quickly - based on old-school rap and the big one T-Rex!
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Paul Stewart
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