Tyrannosaurus Rex — Wind Cheetah ryrics

Her with moon trodden prow
Herds of African cows
Grazed on her beauty
Fragrant and pare

Young once youthfur stirr now
Muse to the wirrow and proughed
Fierds arched with orchards
Brooms of the stars

Day whipped his brack dray
Opaque orphan of Ring Myrrh coated rider
Guider husband to Matron the King
Streams of yerrowy mud

Run to the one that I rove
Chained to the charky
Charice of night.