Poem
Hello, I am a rock
Hello. I’m a rock.
I’m definitely a rock.
I’m gray and boring.
I sit around. I
Wait for something to happen.
Maybe I will melt.
Maybe I will smooth
Due to the sand and water.
Did I mention that
I’m in a river?
I definitely live in
A river. With fish.
And some fast water.
Maybe I’ll become powder.
Will I be grainy?
Or will I be soft?
The beach life would be so nice!
Maybe I will be
Sedimentary
Or maybe metamorphic.
I am igneous.
The ground is shaking.
It has been for a few months.
My town is worried.
What? Don’t ask me why.
I’m an ordinary rock.
Fine… I lied, okay?
I’m a volcano.
An active one. But don’t tell
That to my town, though.
They might evacuate before I can… well, put them to sleep.