Whilst media meandering the
other afternoon
comes comfortably before my eyes a fairly shattering tune.
Dearly dying dinosaur
some million years extinct
another prodding punctured pate
an sciences’ platitudes shrink and fade
just a fad, how sad, just a fad, damn bad
just a fad but I'm glad.
The objective state is usually late
it’s sort of just fate.
Some theories of time
a lessons digression in slime
new monsters for old in mythology hold
fold some monsters of old
at the edge of the world just a little white lie
you'll attend till you die
biology professors geneticists and chemists
ontology astrology, psychology and dentists
maxists and neolenininists and feminists
they came to gawk and theorize in diplomas boats and trains
to publish papers sell their books scandalize campaign
but that old swimmer dinosaur who left these tracks in time
through hydrocarbons haughty hunt
we measure his moves in dollar, dinar, yen, and franc
ruble, how noble
has he passed for naught?
Just ask my fiat
cars engines burn from the things that he learned.
And as you pass then from this veil or vale
please remember
don't take your tail
and by heavens rose
don't take your nose
and by heck’s fires no byres please
we need your knees.
The frozen woolly mammoth and Haley's fiery comet
have you know one thing in common
that if you ride on them
they were gone and then they come
they stayed were delayed
and went round the bend and returned
like a bottle for deposit
you see, it’s in the bottom clause
it rules out one way trips and the management rules out tips
ruse ignite, in black and white
the ubiquitous plesiosaurus
a petroleum poem
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