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Sunset Walk
At sunset’s glow in crimson hue,
A young man strolled with quite a view—
A T. rex skeleton, tall and grand,
Clattering bones and leash in hand.
He whistled tunes, it clacked along,
Its skull a beatbox for his song.
“Sit!” he cried—it shook the ground,
Birds took off from miles around.
People stared, their jaws agape,
As bones went trotting, cape and cape.
And though it lacked a single roar,
It left big footprints—just in lore.