To The Dinosaur Who Ate My Homework

Of all the things you could have crunched,
of all the things you could have munched,
the bin, the bath, the car, my sister
(she stomps around, you can’t have missed her),
you sneaked in through my bedroom door
and snatched my homework in your jaw.

Now what’s a boy like me to do?
My teacher won’t believe that’s true.
Of course, I know you’re still around
hiding somewhere underground,
but he’s a dinosaur denier
who’ll say for sure that I’m a liar.

That homework took me quite some time
so please, oh please, admit your crime.
And if you don’t,
well…
erm…
hmmm…
then…
I guess I’ll blame the dog.
Again.