On a wet Sunday afternoon
I visit you for the second time
A mere forty-five years later
Have you lost weight?
Lonely footsteps echo
As I walk between displays
More years behind than ahead
Silent requests redundant
Few visit on a Sunday
The Mighty Dinosaurs
Encouraged by cartoon signs
‘Visit the mighty dinosaur’
See the barrow kipper
The mighty Rutland dino’
Gigantic skeletons fill the eye
I think I hear the echo
Of histories school visit
Where did the time go
Extinction in the blink of an eye
For the not so mighty dinosaur
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