They handed out the crayons
To each of us first-graders
Then the teacher passed between us
And gave each a piece of paper
“Put aside your problems,” she said
“Feet flat on the floor
We’re going to have fun now
And draw a dinosaur!”
So, I quickly grabbed the crayon
And I drew his big green eyes
The purple on his earlobes
His polka-dotted thighs
The pink and orange spikes
That ran all down his tail
And as I colored in his toes
The teacher turned quite pale
“The colors are all wrong,” she said
“That isn’t how they look”
Then she held up some gray monster
That she’d found in a book
‘”If you wouldn’t draw so fast,” she said
“You might learn a lot from science”
She really didn’t want my art
Her interest was compliance
Well, I finished up his toenails
And I drew in his moustache
And I decked him out in pinstripes
And, yes, I flunked the class
But that teacher is extinct now
And the scientists are dead
And I still have my Crockosaurus
He’s dancing in my head
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