Pterosaur Poo

Michael Rosen's Pterosaur Poo poem - adapted to song by Bethany Kirby

Pterosaur poo, Pterosaur poo. Thousands found it. Didn’t know what to do! Pterosaur poo, Pterosaur poo, Made of stone. Too hard to chew. Ptesosaur poo, Pterosaur poo. Near to where, the cows go moo. Pterosaur poo. Pterosaur poo. Now it’s ancient. Once it was new. Pterosaur poo. Pterosaur poo. Thousands came. Did they queue? Pterosaur poo. Pterosaur poo. In a poem by you know who!