In his newest collection of original poems, Robert Weinstock sifts through everything from Brontosaurus burgers to T. rex kisses, and all with the same vibrant and hilarious flair of <i>Food Hates You, Too</i>. So grab a shovel and dig in.<br><br>Tutus<br><br><i>Cro-Magnon ballerinas were<br>No dainty twirling prancers.<br>They stomped and clomped and growled</i>, Grrrrr!<br><i>Good grief! What dreadful dancers!</i>
