A Brontosaurus with Bronchitis - Barry Louis Polisar

I am a fierce and ferocious beast

Though I’m sure you cannot tell

I take my pills and medicine

'Cause I don’t feel so well

My head is stuffed, my nose it runs

It hurts my throat to speak;

I’m a brontosaurus with bronchitis

I’ve been like this for a week

I’m acting rather civilized

But it’s not that I’ve been tamed

I can’t go romping with my friends

'Cause my throat is all inflamed

They say I look emaciated

(That means I’ve gotten thin)

Mom feeds me tea with lemon

Grandpa drops the nose drops in

Grandma makes Cro-Magnon soup

Dad give me vitamin C

Mom gives me lots of orange juice

And lets me watch TV

All covered up in a fevered sweat

My throat and chest both hurt

But I get to watch The Flintstones

And have jello for desert