i was going to post this tomorrow, but then i didnt.
Well, I heard a knocking at my door,
which, I swear to you, was a dinosaur!
it took me but a moment to think
that, perhaps, I should offer a drink
I invited it in, and it loudly roared,
thank god no longer am I bored
trust me, this was a great surprise
but this dinosaur, it had glossy red eyes
I poured us some rum while it rolled up a joint,
two three-fingered hands, but the weed was on point
we lit up, and we pounded some shots
then woefully tried some boy scout knots
I grabbed my pipe, and loaded it, fat
but this dinosaur puked all over my mat
passed out in a puddle of rum,
this dinosaur even sprayed my drum!
who cleans up after a dinosaur?
I begged and cried for a meteor!
I guess I’ll deal with this tomorrow,
for nothing comes from today’s sorrow!