Yesterday the thought I thinkt
was how it stinks to be extinct,
a lack of courtesy exceeding
simple want of proper breeding,

and as this thought in me was thunk
I fell into a deep dark funk
to think extinction might await
us humans at some future date.

My thinking led to cries and moans
as I imagined all my bones
a million years from now on view
for study by I know not who

or pictured crudely in some book
where future species all can look
and children wonder how they're linked
to me, a monster now extinct.