Their clothes are ragged, ugly and out of fashion
But they’re high quality, so they keep on lastin’
For without Macys, the Gap or Nordstrom Rack
Ones’ clothes have to last… through each and every Attack.

Of course, you should know the Attack of which I speak
It happens like clockwork on Saturdays each week
You could set your watch to it: about half past four
…if your arm hadn’t been eaten by a dinosaur.

For many moons, man and dino had lived in peace,
But something grave must have caused the treaty to cease,
Upon a lactating dino a boy did stumble,
And by milking it, the dino-man bond crumbled.

For the dinosaur who was found lactating
Was Frinkt, the quick-to-anger Pterodactyl Queen
She quickly gobbled up the poor boy, shoes and all
Ripped up the treaty and went to Dino Town Hall

They all agreed with a three/fifths majority
Then ate the two/fifths who dared to disagree
But the dinos thought a daily war’d be a mistake
So they’d attack Saturdays, and then take a break

(More coming as I study through the night…)