Dinosaurs

The dinosaurs all looked up to a diplodocus

called Denzel who was a master of hocus pocus.

He'd written a spell book and in it was a chapter

about how to transform a velociraptor.

If you ate an erotic slug and whispered, "I'm a quarter Hawaiian,"

then the aggressor would instantly become a dandelion. 

This drastic magic, Denzel warned, should be done in dire need.

because no one wants to be overrun by a yellow weed.

But the dinos were gobbling down slugs

to protect them from the razor-toothed thugs.

The delicate balance of the ecosystem

surely needed a little bit more wisdom

than a slug-slurping stegosaurus

singing the latest Beyonce chorus.

They were foolish, I'm sure you'll concur,

but the worst disaster had yet to occur.

Enter stage left, an illiterate triceratops called Doug

who misread ' an erotic slug' for 'a narcotic drug'.

He got high and spluttered the words

and suddenly all around were badgers, whole herds.

He looked down at his body, saw black and white stripes

and muttered, "Oh bother, oh fiddlesticks, oh cripes."

The witless herbivore had brought an end to his race

with a moment of madness, getting off his face.

And now we know it was not the Ice Age

That ushered these vertebrates off of centre stage.

It was Douglas who caused their extinction.

with a moment of stupidity worthy of distinction.

There is a message in this, that we should not meddle with magic

or we may end up with a moment quite tragic.

And now you know why badgers, not dinos are here

Or have I just had a night in on Sangria?