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Poem for Tuesday, Riverbend Park, Jurassic Parks

What to Do With a Dinosaur
By Kenn Nesbitt

This morning a dinosaur tromped into school,
ferocious, atrocious, and dripping with drool.
He had to be practically twenty feet tall,
and banged around looking something to maul.

He stomped and he snorted, he bellowed and roared.
His head hit the ceiling and busted a board.
That beast was undoubtedly ready for lunch.
He snatched up a chair in his teeth with a crunch,

Then stopped for a moment and thoughtfully chewed;
it seems he had smelled cafeteria food.
He spit out the splinters and plowed down the hall,
his tail swinging wildly and smashing the wall.

He burst through the doors of the lunchroom to see
the lunch ladies clutching their hair nets to flee.
He found the lasagna and gobbled it up,
then lapped up the lemonade, cup after cup.

He ransacked the salad bar, plundered dessert,
then stiffened and yelped as if suddenly hurt.
He let out a howl as he clutched at his side,
then gave out a gasp and fell over and died.

So next time a dinosaur comes to your school,
I think you'd do well to remember this rule:
Get out of the way of his bad attitude
and make sure he eats cafeteria food.


We started Monday with flood warnings, spent lunchtime with tornado warnings, and ended the day with thunderstorm warnings, but although we got some hard rain and a few minutes of lightning and thunder, thankfully the funnel clouds and hail never materialized. Still, we stayed close to home. Paul worked here because Comcast was coming to pick up the equipment we were returning since we now have Verizon, and having heard bad stories about them, he wanted to be here to see it done, and I had a bunch of work and the twice-yearly closet rearranging needed to get to my spring clothes plus a bit of skirt hem repair.

When we went for a walk, we saw three bunnies who were not in the least concerned about the previous or coming storm, though the squirrels and wrens were quite active. Paul, who grew up in Boston, decided that we should celebrate Patriot's Day properly, so he made Boston baked beans, (faux) beef stew, and Boston brown bread for dinner. Meanwhile, I watched the Jurassic World trailer enough times to convince Paul and Cheryl that we needed to watch The Lost World (we saw Jurassic Park a couple of weeks ago and plan to get to Jurassic Park III before the new movie. Riverbend bluebells:


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