Lovestruck Triceratops
Cretaceous chat-up fails to impress
There once was a jaunty triceratops
Whose wooing attempts were always a flop.
He'd say to the lady
Triceratops: Oh! baby,
My affection for you, it will never stop.
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Raymond G. Taylor
Author living in Kent, England. Writer of short stories and poems in a wide range of genres, forms and styles. A non-fiction writer for 40+ years. Subjects include art, history, science, business, law, and the human condition.
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Comments (4)
This is quite the good limerick for a dinosaur. You must be a teacher of a sort or just someone who really likes dinosaurs.
This should be longer, so much left unsaid. Did she accept, is he a happy tops today, living in dinoland.
Awww, that was so sweet! I wonder why his wooing attempts are always a flop though. Poor guy. Loved your Limerick!
Great limerick, Ray! Loved it!