A Song for Eustreptospondylus

You know what dinosaur has a musical sounding name? Eustreptospondylus. Just say it out loud. I mean, if you can. It's pronounced “you strepped a SPON dull us,” which, coincidentally, is also how you say “My hovercraft is full of eels” in Hungarian.

My boy Toby, who just turned 3 last week, is obsessed with dinosaurs. Not like, he's really into dinosaurs, I mean obsessed. He plays exclusively with dinosaur toys, and these dinosaurs not only fight each other (or, as Toby, says, “dey're fighting to-gedder!”), but they have entire social lives with each other. Usually this means they visit each other's houses to watch movies and eat hot dogs (the herbivores, too), and when one of them gets too aggressive, well that's it, they get a time out. When we play outside, we pretend to be dinosaurs (lately we're Allosauruses a lot, and sometimes we use our jackets as wings to be Quetzaoatluses, which I know, aren't actually dinosaurs), and when we had his birthday party with all the relatives, every time I'd present him with a new gift to unwrap, he'd look at me with a mad kind of sparkle in his eye and ask, “Is it dinosaurs?”

So he really likes them. He watches the cartoon Dinosaur Train a lot (we don't have cable, so we do Netflix on the Apple TV), and now he's completely invested in repeated viewings of the BBC faux documentary series Walking with Dinosaurs (and its various offshoots), narrated by Kenneth Branaugh. Toby even loves Branaugh's voice, and repeats much of the narration in a baritone English accent, which you have ot hear to believe.

One of the dinosaurs profiled ever so briefly on Walking with Dinosaurs (or, as Toby believes it to be called, Rarring with Dinosaurs) is, you guessed it, Eustreptospondylus. And something about that word spoken in Kenneth Branaugh's sincere-yet-grave voice gave it, to my ear, a kind of classical meter, and I couldn't help but presume it was one of those dinosaur names that Mr. Branaugh probably had to work on a bit before he could say it without laughing (like my other favorite that he says, “Muttaburrasaurus”).

And long story made a little less long, Eustreptospondylus sounded like it shoud be in a song. So I started singing this around the house, much to the dismay of all who share this home with me.

To the tune of “Ta-Ra-Ra-Boom-De-Ay”:

Eustreptospondylus!

He's such a blunderbuss

Hope he don't fondle us!

Eustreptospondylus

Eustreptospondylus

Suffers from wanderlust

So he rides gondalas

Eustreptospondylus!

I hope this little ditty infects your brain as it has the one from which it first spawned. You're welcome!

 

7 thoughts on “A Song for Eustreptospondylus”

  1. It’s pronounced “you strepped a SPON dull us,” which, coincidentally, is also how you say “My hovercraft is full of eels” in Hungarian.

    I can’t believe I actually checked that out.
    I’ll be back.

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  2. Now we’ve got two versifiers on FTB. How will we survive having such doggerel tossed our way every so once in a while?

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  3. From OP blockquote>I hope this little ditty infects your brain as it has the one from which it first spawned.
    Nope, there’s only one dinosaur song that’s ever stuck in my brain (or become an ‘ear-worm’, as I believe the modern vernacular would have it); I first heard it over a year ago and it still pops into the old cerebral i-pod with alarming regularity.
    Some of you may already know the song of which I speak, but for those who don’t, if you’re feeling especially brave, and on the understanding that I accept no responsibility for your mental welfare should you seek it out and listen, pop along to youtube and search for ‘Ken Ham Behemoth song’. Those poor, lied-to children!

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  4. Ah, children and dinosaurs. When herbivores turn out to have a mean streak and carnivores finish their broccoli before desert.(Dinosaur Train was a bright spot on Saturday mornings.)

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