“Get some leaves between your chops.
Concentrate on food to eat,
Don’t fret about excessive heat.”
“Don’t panic,” said Tyrannosaur,
“It’s nothing I’ve not seen before.
In fact look there, another one.
Sky fireballs are called a sun.”
But frightened little Allosaurus
Could not join the calming chorus.
He panicked, sweated, then he worried,
He ran about, he rushed and scurried.
It didn’t help though, no far from it,
You simply can’t out run a comet!