Fossil (an acrostic poem)

Feeling ancient, well beyond his years

Oliver groaned, stretched, and popped a few vertebrae back in place

So many stairs to climb to get to his bed made him shake his head

So heavy limbs, like they were made of stone

It made him want to just lay down here for all of eternity

Laughing, he thought he now knew how the dinosaurs felt

 

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Oil (an acrostic poem)

Old dinosaurs liquefied into a thick fluid

It contains the lifeblood of the current civilization

Leaving behind a bitter carbon aftertaste.

 

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