
She’s shuffling slowly towards me
With her head, hands and feet flat on the floor
And her rear in the air
She says she’s a dinosaur
I don’t understand which kind
She mainly knows about t-rexes
And they didn’t move like she does
L alerts me when a big one is on TV
She grabs my hand and pulls me towards it
It must be important if she wants me to see
I try to imitate her impression
I need to work on my flexibility
Nothing is flat on the floor
My knees are more bent
Somehow I move more awkwardly
I ask her questions about dinosaurs
With each one she starts running
Between points in the room
And pretends to eat furniture
Om nom nom.