Dinosaurs indeed!
"Here lies the Fat Man, Cut down in his prime
To sleep in the grave to the end of time.
What did him in, In the Bloom of youth?
What laid him low? We need the truth!
'Twas not bad companions, Nor illicit drugs,
Nor an ill-timed encounter With a band of thugs.
'Twas not fast cars, Nor too much booze,
Nor Ill-advised consort With a barroom flooze.
No fancy roadster, Nor gruesome wrecks,
Too much good food, or too much sex!
No thugs, no drugs, no dames, no car?!
Oh No! The truth is stranger far!
While out in the garden, hoeing the peas
He thought he felt a stiffening breeze,
And as the breeze was fetid and warm,
Guessed they were in for a dandy storm,
So he took up the rake, the basket and hoe
and got things ready so he could go!
He turned towards home, and then he saw
Them fearsome teeth in a gaping maw,
Beady old eyes and scaly flanks,
The thing was the size of them army tanks!
By the time he saw it, 'twas already too late
His doom was sealed, and death his fate!
He tried to run, but he was too fat
And he got eaten right where he was at!
So remember him, friends, whatever you do
It happened to him, it could happen to you!
Now he's dead in the grave, and under the soil
The next you see of him will be two pints of oil!
And perhaps in the line, on judgement day
What a whale of a story, he'll have to relay!
Now he turned in his chips, and cashed in his checks,
For he was et by a dynosaures Rex!"
1883 Schoolhouse, rural Ontario, Canada