Ancient Flying Reptiles

THEY found a dinosaur in somebody's basement and chopped it and stamped it and gave it some clothes and they taught it to dance and to type and to buy furniture at the store on the corner of my neighborhood. LALALALALALALLAALA. This is an article to the tune of a song, but with new words and new herds of reptiles birds (same word! Same nerd!).

I should go downstairs, but I'm feeling too small to take on that challenge, those cliffs, I might fall, I can crawl, but only so far as to realize I liked it better when I was not moving around!

And they found a mammoth somewhere in LA, so they shot it and skinned it and cut off its hair, and made it into clothes and tables and chairs.

There are DINOSAURS still roaming the streets of new york, but nobody sees them because everyone's at work.

I once had a chance to take off all my clothes, but I didn't because I was afraid I might have to pose, like some giant stone reptile outside a museum's wall that all the kids spraypaint on the way to the mall.

And the rhymes seem more forced and it seems like a song with a hypnotic beat but it goes on too long and it's all very loud and the light's very bright and the sink vomits loudly or spits in the night. BADADADADA.

Dinosaur heads and saber-toothed cats are around you and under your basement.

A balloon is an animal we all are balloons and we float and we fall and we end up in ponds.

Fade out. Thump Thump.