Once up a long, long time ago,


They roamed the earth.


Herbivores, meat-eaters.


They each tried, for all their worth,


To withstand the coming dangers


From the planet and the stars.

But sadly they succumbed at last


To an earthquake and a blast.


But each cloud has silver lining.


And a vast cosmic spring clean


Cleared a path for you and me,


If you know what I mean.

Without it mammals couldn't live,


Evolve and take the world.


And move us on to satellites our


Flag there to unfurl.


So dear dinosaurs, we're sorry


That we had to take your place.


But extinction is our business


In the good old human race.

Poetry by Fizzymouse

Fizzymouse

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