Dinosaur Slam

You think you're lonely?
What about the dinosaurs?
They're in the ground, never to be found.
Extinct and never to roam the earth.
Underneath the sediment, leaves and dirt.
We are the dinos,
Tyrannosaurus- Rex, remember us?
We have big heads and little arms.
But we fight like Mike Tyson.
In the ring, we'd be king.
Don't forget my homies.
The Pterodactyl, they gon' swoop in like fighter jets.
Ain't your regular household pets.
Not potty trained, they trained the potty,
And bring the party.
We are the dinos,
The Velocoraptor, they come after.
Pickin' up the tail, with a vicious wail.
We the Long Necks, We the Long Necks
Brontosaurus yes!
Open your thesaurus and pick out all the bronchosaurus.
And now ya infected with broncitis.
*cough* *cough*
Take that car to Midas.

Written and Preformed by: Kiera Nielson, Olivia Williams and Sydney Morton