Fred

Dinosaur Fred,

Stayed up and watched,

A drive in flick,

Flintstone by nature,

Revved up from the day,

Long it was of a nothing hunt,

His sonic hearing left,

Him awhile ago,

No longer scared of the,

Outside world in search,

Of his morning worm,

Craving something tastier,

Saltier than what he,

Desired in this savage world,

Of immense proportions,

Battle tested and mother approved,

While munching on the vegetation,

With ease of the gluttons in this valley,

His black and white pal of his,

Told him not to eat the mushrooms,

Lest the movie be over the side,

Of his scar.