There was no music that made me do it, that would be awesome if I could use it as an excuse that would actually tie in to this week's entry. But no.
I would never forgive myself if I threw in the towel without even trying. So here is a picture of a glittery T-Rex I recently purchased.
I'd rather be voted off than quit!
Here, I'll at least write a poem. It's about a racoon named Note:
Note was a racoon.
He lived in a lagoon.
He ate some pie
And then he died
And something something moon.
ETA: I was told by zephyrly I should add that the dinosaur is actually Winston Churchill.
And that he will defeat the fruit bats because he knows how the Roosevelts work and what all their tricks are.