He wanted to hunt a T. Rex, so he got In a machine
He thought he had a chance with a rifle but was greatly dumbfounded
He wanted to go back to the present, but it was too late now
He was so desperate, he ran off the metal track
The guide threatened to kill him if the present changed, but…
Like a ripple of time, a butterfly killed, the stone caused a disturbance in the pond,
A dictator was elected and soon the world will stink
All because this man wanted game
The guide’s hatred was too great, he got out his pistol
And the man’s last memory was a sound of thunder