Once there was eight born in order Three males and a female and repeat First there was School and then came Work all within the system of defeat
I was number six of the eight but life Came to each in different ways And nothing is ever as clear as black And white it’s filled with shades of grays
Dinosaur one his retirement came natural Dinosaur two the same but not for three And not for four, five is still working but Soon naturally he will also be finally free
Number five and I came close to death Him only once but I was four times dead But seven and eight they too dropped out Early and no longer chase the bread
Five told me that the social worker was Working on his plan to walk out the door Now obviously after the simple math You guessed it, I’m The Last Dinosaur