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08.04.2021

The Trouble with T-Rex Toast

An order’s come up

For T-Rex Toast

It’s an order we get

Quite less frequent than most

And I don’t mind the sparseness

The request is a chore

Ingredient-wise, it’s a dish I deplore

For to find the right Rex

That will fit in the slot

An impossible task

As sure as the toaster is hot

They’re the King of all Dinos

So the ones that would do

Are the baby T-Rexes

A fact that makes me feel blue

And a complexity added

To this terrible thing

Is that the babies love tag

Making catching obscene

It’s all run and pursue

Or hide and avoid

The thought by itself

Makes me quite paranoid

What’s that? Order changed?

Oh glorious day!

I can breathe, I can smile

What’s that that you say?

What do they want?

Oh it couldn’t be true

You’re sure that they’ve ordered

Hot Electric Eel Stew?