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Tiny Little Saurus

Please don't step on me. Please and thank you.

By Barb DukemanPublished about a month ago 1 min read
Tiny Little Saurus
Photo by Lucas George Wendt on Unsplash

I was as big as chicken with feathers, you see.

But I'd rather be chasing small lizards with glee.

I could run really fast and had laser-sharp eyes

So it didn't much matter my diminutive size.

The bigger the dino the harder they fall,

I hated the sight of a creature so tall.

The people can't tell how few fingers I had,

I can tell you that I had enough to be glad.

Feathers or scales they will never agree,

I was pretty and sleek as I ever could be.

I was tiny is size but greater in status

Because I was the great Compsognathus.

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About the Creator

Barb Dukeman

An English teacher by trade, I’ve spent 32+ years in the classroom, instilling a love of literature (and a tolerance of writing) in my students. I started reading at the age of three and started writing at 13 with a poem about green socks.

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  • Rachel Deemingabout a month ago

    Fab poem. Loved the rhythm of it.

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