Just a short poetry thing

Rocks, so chiseled and grey clear as day.

Pebbles, small and shy, says goodbye

Stone, dense demon heavy and still

minerals maintained, thousands sanded, hundreds rocked

Whatever happens, granite will always be true

Obsidian, strong as a mighty force, is great compared to a fragile horse

Chalk, dry as dead but more lively as ever

Coal will cater to your every wim, don’t make him angry or he will win

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