You cannot find a Fossilot
Except in ancient stones,
Where imprints of its teeth and claws
Lie jumbled with its bones.
Some scientists cleaned up the bones,
Arranged, then tried to date them.
But when they had the jaw complete -
It turned around and ate them.
Works Referenced
Yolen, Jane. "The Fossilot." Best Witches: Poems for Halloween. New York: G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1989. pg. 18.
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