Murraburrasaurus
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A red light, blinking wavily, flipping inconsistently in the overly dull monotone of succulent expositions. Mostly, heated for rolling, calling out to the seventh recall of an underground open wave-song, crying for no undulating cross spasm, maybe infinitely telling no feast for no telepathic monstrosity.
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A Murraburrasaurus is exactly what you would expect it to be. Which, strangely, it isn't.