- There once was a mammoth named Sinbad
- who was widely known as a windbag.
- He was long in the tusk
- and considered quite brusque
- when teased ’bout his grandiose chin sag.
- So, he kept to himself on the prairie
- to guess why his jaw was so hairy.
- “Was it something I ate
- that led to my fate?
- ‘Cause it seems I’m allergic to dairy.”
- A doctor along with his daughter
- advised him to drink lots of water.
- But Sinbad resisted.
- His logic was twisted.
- He thought that it wasn’t their matter.
- Yet, he’d heard of a new place to drink.
- T’was a cave that had started to sink.
- The stone from the ceiling
- gave way, soon revealing
- a wellspring laid out at the brink.
- The water’s not easily reached.
- A gap in the rock caused a breach.
- With footing uneven,
- it stands to good reason
- why Sinbad dove onto the beach.
- His body got stuck in the sand.
- How he struggled to gain back command.
- But the water was rising,
- And not unsurprising
- why Sinbad could no longer stand.
- Then 26,000 years pass,
- making way for some homes with green grass.
- But the fossil-rich soil
- caused business to spoil,
- when bones were discovered en masse.
- A paleontologist named Wade,
- was using the tools of the trade.
- He dug at the spot
- that time had forgot,
- unearthing where Sinbad had laid.
- Wade carefully brushed away dirt.
- so brittle bones wouldn’t get hurt.
- For lo and behold,
- he found something old.
- And now Sinbad lives on a T-shirt.
Feature photograph is a fossilized mammoth footprint.
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