I'm sitting on this dinosaur
Daring myself to unfurl this metaphor
Is our dinosaur a herbivore
His legs like old redwoods
How long have I grown these roots
This sticky mud sticks to my boots
Look at that tail how it stretches on for a mile
Look how I carry this weight and still manage to smile
Open trap door, release ungodly pile
Maybe there's hope in his long neck that stretches
Leaves at the top of the trees it fetches
Straining myself, my back retches
There's a lot to see from up here
On the back of this mammoth I peer
Into the future, it scares me, how clear
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