Ropen Poetry by Whitcomb
What flies in the night
As it glows?
Bigger than fireflies and bats
Who knows?
Bigger than barn owls
Dark as the crows
But never with feathers
Who knows?
Investigating Reports of Living Pterosaurs, by Jonathan Whitcomb
What flies in the night
As it glows?
Bigger than fireflies and bats
Who knows?
Bigger than barn owls
Dark as the crows
But never with feathers
Who knows?
I like poetry and living pterodacyls…I’m a young earth creationists!
Pterodactyls are God’s creation
Pterodacyls we’re waiting to find one, o the anticipation
they’re reddish color with no feather
they can live in the remote climate with extreme weather
Pterodacyls have bioluminesence
interesting phenomenon this is their essence
I’m predicting that they’ll be found near lake pung
We’ll track them by their droppings, find their dung
What’s better than finding a pterodactyl?
A mokele-Mbembe?…who knows
We live in God’s creation, anything goes!
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