Mommie?
Charles Suddeth
Terry’s wife waved and said adios, goodbye, so long,
He soon grew lonely, blue, and bored with life alone.
He visited Clones-R-Us and picked out a special pet,
He put a speckled blue watermelon-sized egg in his trunk.
He sat the egg in what should have been the baby’s nursery.
Before long, the egg was rolling, rocking, and reeling.
Soon the egg was cracking, bits of shell splattering the walls,
A baby T-Rex burst out, not the little T-Dilong, he’d ordered.
He called the store, asked to swap the T-Rex for a T-Dilong,
Sorry, but once the egg is hatched, there are no exchanges.
T-Rex saw Terry and uttered, Shmoonch, T-Rex for mom,
No, he yelled, wondering what to feed a T-Rex.
Baby T-Rex ate and ate, eating everything in the house,
Bawling for more, expecting Shmoonch to feed it.
Baby T-Rex outgrew its room, the downstairs, the house,
Soon it was munching on whatever lurked in Terry’s yard.
Baby T-Rex was eating anything that dared move,
Anything except Shmoonch, it loved Mommy.
It outgrew the yard, and dined upon the neighbors,
Terry decided to skedaddle before baby ran out of food.
Screaming hysterically, Terry fled down the street,
But baby T-Rex followed, calling for Shmoonch.
Last we heard, Terry is still fleeing for his life,
Baby T-Rex right on his heels, wanting Mommy.
C. T. Suddeth 
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