THE ACROCANTHOSAURUS IS THE COOLEST DINOSAUR EVER!!!!!!!!!1111!! DESPITE ITS FIERCE LOOK IT ACTUALLY HAS A DELICATE SPIRIT!!!!111!!! THIS MAKES IT A GREAT POET!!!!!!1111!!!! DESPITE THE DELICATE NATURE SOMETIMES ITS CARNIVORE SIDE TAKES OVER A LITTLE RESULITING IN VERY TWO SIDED POEMS!!!!1111!!!! A TYPICAL ACROCANTHOSAURUS POEM MIGHT GO LIKE SOMETHING LIKE THISON A COLD WINTER MORNING
A PILE OF MEAT LIES ON THE FLOOR
I YEARN TO TASTE FOR IT
BUT A GIANT T-REXASAURUS LOOMS OVER ME
HE BITES A HOLE INTO MY BACK
I LAY WITH A GLOOMY SPIRIT WAITING TO DIE
HE SAYS "STAY AWAY FROM MY MEAT" AS I LAY DYING
I LOVE THE ACROCANTHOSAURUS AND IT LOVES ME. THIS KID ALSO LOVES THE ACROCANTHOSAURUS
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As he or she lays dying... That's a very touching poem. Was that written by an actual Acrocanthosaurus or is it merely your interpretation of the typical character of their lyricism? Regardless, its statements are profound. The speaker describes how, despite the object of his or her desire being plainly before him or her (and impending peril!), he or she pauses to take in the longing, to absorb fully the state of being without before satisfying his or her craving for the with. But, to pit two ancient adages against one another, "he [or she] who hesitates is lost," though should not one "stop to smell the roses?"
The haunting echo of the solipsistic T-Rexasaurus, having just slain again, resonates in both the victim and the reader's mind. Was there not another way?
Though I love this poem, I must admit that the language is a little rough. However, I'd assume that comes from the difficult process of translating such unrelated languages as that of the Arconathosaurus and English.
ITS A MELDING OF SEVERAL ACROCANTHOSAURUS STYLES!!!111!!!!!1!!
WHy can't we study Acrocanthosaurus poetry in school in stead of freaking Great Expectations?
INSTEAD OF WHAT??????!???/////?/!1/1? IT GOES TO POETRY WHERE ALL IT STUDIES IS POETRY
I think the crucial point here is the empathetic character of the acrocanthosaurus!!!!!!!11111!!!etc.
While dying, nonetheless, the poet takes on the voice of the other, the t-rexasaurus, who in his mute stupidity cannot speak for himself. Thus the acrocanthosaurus assumes guilt for his own death.
The child, however, does not really love the acrocanthosaurus. The child merely wants to get the number for the acro's agent.
OF COURSE THE CHILD LOVES THE ACROCANTHOSAURUS HOW COULD YOU DOUBT IT!!!11!!!!11!!! AND DO NOT ATTEMPT TO DECIPHER ACROCANTHOSAURUS POETRY BECAUSE IF YOU DO GET THE TRUE MEANING OF THE POEM YOUR MIND WILL EXPLODE AT THE COMPLEXETY OF IT!!!!!!!1!!!!!1!
Has the Acrocanthosaurus ever delved into the realm of prose? I'd be fascinated to read a novel that demonstrates the same polemics as the poem you've presented.
Yarjka's question begs me to inquire further: Are Acrocanthosaurus poems written down or merely passed on by oral tradition? Have there been any Homeric epic poems?
YES THERE IS ONE EPIC POEM ENTITLED "QUEST FOR THE SWEET JUICY COMPSOGNATHUS"!!!!!!!111111!!! POEMS HAVENT BEEN WRITTEN DOWN UNTIL RECENTLY~!1!!!!1!!1
Alas, the loss.
A scant chorus, our
ash canto, our arcs.
Author a crocus as un-art
as a scar.
No ouch unscour't has a
raucous soar, can arch out.
This has been an anagrammatic Acrocanthosaurus poem.
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