Strolling along the Townsville foreshore ,where local media people dare not tread, our sharp-eyed reporter did an ungainly Irish jig when something slithered across his bow-a sea- going lizard with wonderful markings. The lizard gradually stood up and closely examined our nervous, encrusted reporter , as if about to make a full frontal attack .
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In all its glory , reptile with yellow tipped tail .
Our man went to Molly Malone's Irish Pub to settle his nerves. Nobody there believed his story about seeing a dinosaur on the loose.
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