Tommy the triceratops lived life on the edge,
Prehistoric times were trying, negative feelings that stress did dredge,
He wanted to get drunk,
And he wasn’t no punk,
So he slammed seventeen shots of tequila,
Fuck the lime wedge.
J.B. Stevens lives in the southeastern United States with his wife and daughter. He is a crime fiction writer, poet, memoirist, and book reviewer. He won Mystery Tribune’s inaugural micro fiction contest. His work has been published by Thriller Magazine, The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, and many others. He can be found online at jb-stevens.com and on Twitter @iamjbstevens.