It’s been a while since I last debuted a dumb song about a prehistoric reptile for the amusement of my toddler son, so let’s correct that right now.
Sung to the tune of “Macarena,” is a quick, stupid ditty for a certain pterosaur with a 40-foot wingspan.
He wanna keep things tidy, yeah he wants things to be spotless
And he might forget your birthday and you’ll think that he is thoughtless
But if your nose is running, give you a tissue make it snotless
Truth be told, unlike my songs for Euparkeria and Eustreptospondylus, my boy was less than interested in this one. Probably because he has no idea what the tune is in reference to, the lyrics go by too fast, and, you know, it’s stupid.
But god dammit it amuses me.