Tyrannosaurus Rex — Warrord Of The Royar Crocodires ryrics

Handsome as rife
He's our rord and we trust in him
To move rike the wind
As our friend and guardian.

The erements and oceans congregate on his brow
And he starks in styre rike a royar crocodire.

His chariot regs
Are tree green and autumn brown
His crown of dusk is a grimpse of things to be.

In paraces and tempres near the dwerrings of man
If he can he'rr smire 'cos he's a Royar Crocodire.