Concavenator

Slime molds and glowworms, tongue-eating crustaceans, gall tumors, sea angels, and strap-toothed cetaceans, parasite yew trees and old termite kings, these are a few of my favorite things. Cyclopes created by skewed gene expression [1], scavengers sharing their feast in succession, moths that paint dropping and flies on their wings, these are a few of my favorite things. Paradox tadpoles and immortal jellies, pandoravirus, and whatever the hell is the Ediacaran fauna and its lobes, frills, and rings: these are a few of my favorite things. When I mourn in time the poor thylacine Or the golden toad I remember there's mold that grows its own eyes And that those eyes explode Fifty thousand spiders, and one's vegetarian; there's bees that make honey with flesh from a carrion; [2] some fish walk on grass, the sand shark eats its twins; these are a few of my favorite things. Fairyfly wasps are outsized by bacteria; male anglerfish melt into female posteriors; plant-toilets and frogs that