My father, Barry Weedon, writted the following poem, called
Tyrannosaurus Chorus
The good old Stone Age cave-man
Was undoubtedly a brave man,
With a life-style that would make us nervous wrecks:
Armed only with a spear,
He showed Smilodon no fear –
But he never faced Tyrannosaurus Rex.
From Triassic to Cretaceous
Smaller reptiles ate herbaceous
Plants, but tall trees suited those with longer necks –
Like the giant Diplodocus –
But Cretaceous beasts were focus
For the hunger of Tyrannosaurus Rex.
The huge Quet-zal-co-at-lus
Was pretty good in battle, as
His toothless beak could give some nasty pecks.
Though he didn’t have a feather,
On his mighty wings of leather,
He could soar above Tyrannosaurus Rex.
But, analyse the classic
Dinosaurs of the Jurassic,
And Cretaceous, broken down by age and sex,
And – however classified –
You’ll find that most who died
Could be dinner for Tyrannosaurus Rex.
So, though none can safely say
Why those giants passed away
(For the causes of extinction still perplex),
There’s very little doubt
That we’re better off without
The horrible Tyrannosaurus Rex.
