The Dancing Dinosaur's Steps

In halls of stone, where shadows creep, A dusty museum, fast asleep, Stood skeletons, all bone and might, Until one day, with morning's light...

A dinosaur, quite old and grand, Decided he would take a stand! He'd heard the music, soft and low, And thought, "A dancing dino, I will go!"

Professor Prune, with glasses thick, Was polishing a fossil brick, When suddenly, a mighty THUMP! He nearly choked upon his crump!

Then giggling kids, a joyful pack, Peered 'round the corner, looking back. They saw the dino, long and tall, Attempting moves, defying all!

He wiggled tail and flapped his claws, Performed a jig, without a pause. He tried the twist, a clumsy feat, And nearly tripped on bony feet!

He did the waltz, a wobbly sway, Then did the cha-cha, come what may! He moonwalked back, then stomped around, The funniest steps that could be found!

Professor Prune, he dropped his cloth, And nearly burst with joyful mirth! The children cheered with happy cries, As dino danced before their eyes!

He spun around, a dizzy whirl, And even tried a fancy twirl! He bowed so low, he bumped his head, Then winked at them, it must be said!

The day grew late, the sun went down, The dino slumped, without a frown. He’d danced his best, a silly sight, And filled the museum with pure delight!

The children giggled, full of glee, Professor Prune, "Oh, what a spree!" The dinosaur, with stony grin, Knew he'd be dancing, once again!