Brontosaur Ballet
By Vikram Madan
When Brontosauruses perform
A Brontosaur Ballet
In little shoes and pink tutus
They dance all night and day
On giant knees, they flit like bees
And pirouette and play
When Brontosauruses perform
A Brontosaur Ballet
When Brontosauruses perform
A Brontosaur Ballet
They spin and twirl and twist and swirl
And bend and whirl and sway
Their massive girth shakes up the earth
And takes your breath away
When Brontosauruses perform
A Brontosaur Ballet
The
Oviraptor's Kin
By Vikram Madan
Said Oviraptor to his kin,
‘I’m good at stealing eggs!
My arms are perfect - long and thin!
I have the fastest legs!’
‘My face has got a cunning look
My gait is sly and keen
My techniques do not come from books
Or from a movie scene’
‘And once an egg falls in my hands
I cannot help but smile
The eggs from many Dino-lands
I’ve added to my pile’
‘No Oviraptor can compare
Its stash of eggs to mine
A hoard this size has to be rare
And none could be as fine’
But as he gloated, full of pride,
He erred and turned his back
This let his kin sneak by his side
And run off with his stack…
I Tried to Clone a Dinosaur
By Vikram Madan
I tried to clone a Dinosaur
From old amber-encrusted drones
But I desired so much more
Than bits of half-grown skin and bones
And so I built a Time Machine
To head back to Jurassic days
To view first-hand all those unseen
Dinosaurs of the yesterdays
And I came back from this fine trip
Only to find, to my dismay,
Some Dinosaurs stowed on my ship
And breeding in the cargo bay
They looked at me with hungry eyes
I zapped them with my Shrinking Ray
But now that they were all pint-sized
They slipped through cracks and got away
Next time a bug goes scurrying by
Do take a look just to be sure
That it’s indeed an ant or fly
And not a tiny Dinosaur…
