Fabulous Beasts - Poem by Douglas Scotney
Back in the X Cenozoic
(where X is 'High')
life's large creations
could have outrageous fun with form.
Such as the snaggle-toothed,
condylarth predator, the chevrolet.
And the hyaenodontids,
Labidilemur and Macrocranium.
With that type of beast
brought back now,
you'd die half-laughing at least.
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