Once upon a time
in a land far away
lived a Penisaurus Rex
who loved to play everyday.

He’d crash through the mountains
and swing through the tree tops
and his ears,
looked like a pair of bollocks.

He had two shiny eyes
and a cock for a face,
but no one seemed to join him
when he played kiss chase.

But when he woke up
one sunny morning,
he heard the sound
of an unfamiliar calling.

He went down to the river
wondering “what could it be?”
He looked all around,
but the source of the sound he could not see.

He looked through the trees,
he looked through the valleys,
he looked through the seas
and he looked through the alleys.

He looked through the oceans, the rivers, the lakes.
He asked the Dinosaurs, he even asked snakes.

But no one could find the source of the sound.
The source of the sound could not be found.

So he sulked off to his humble cave,
a cave which he shared with his roommate called Dave.

But late that night,
when he was fast asleep,
he heard the sound
that could not be found.

He leapt out of bed
and ran out the cave.
He didn’t even stop
to say bye to Dave.

And down by the river
was the source of the sound.
The source of the sound
was finally found.

With two short arms
and two long necks,
the source of the sound:
Was a Mingesaurus Rex!