The Dinosaurs at the Fair

Where the sapient citizens
Flock to view the fruit of man’s
Ingenuity, behold !
In replica, the saurian dolt
Rears his head with an immense
Bucolic air of innocence
Inspired by that pathetic crumb
That served him for a cerebrum And kept the blissful sauropod
Gourmandizing in the mud
While mammals labored to erect
Our apprehensive intellect.

Bemused, the brainy biped stops
Beside the armed triceratops,
Admiring how those horns could vex
Toothy tyrannosaurus rex.
He contemplates the sixty million
Years that lie on those reptilian
Rivals, now a quiet brood
United in their fossilhood;
And, in the shadow of the vast
Blunders summoned from the past,
Wonders briefly if whatever
Slew the meek prefers the clever.