Sharks and dinosaurs, they are my world.
I would like to be around as their secrets unfurl.
I know they lived centuries ago,
but I would like to see them live forevermore.
T.V. channels show their teeth and bones,
but I would like to hear their cries and moans.
Books define them as ferocious and scary,
but I think in private, they are kind and merry.
I know they are out there, somewhere in hiding.
I hope they told someone by confiding.
I hope to see them walk, I hope to see them breathe,
I hope they reveal their secrets, all of them to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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