Poems from ‘BUG-A-BOOS: Poems for Finnicky Kids’
Bug-UGH-Uglies
Some people see
great beauty
in the lives
of creepy crawlers:
insect critters
with a million legs,
eyes bright as silver dollars.
The skimmers
and the stingers,
the biters
and the brawlers
make their study
(entomology)
a thrill
for clever scholars.
Some people see
great beauty
in the lives
of creepy crawlers,
but to me they're
Bug-Ugh-Uglies
that I greet
with shrieks and hollers.
All good bugs go splat!
Bugs have a right
to Be…
And that's okay
by me.
The question, though,
is Where?
A cockroach in
your hair
might give you pause,
at least.
(You'd soon evict
the beast!)
If a spider bit
your knee,
you'd vote Death
Penalty
and send him to
his fate.
If an ant walked on
your plate
and waded through
your jello,
you'd flick the little
fellow
and he'd plummet
to the mat!
If a fly lands on
your hat?
Remember: all good bugs
go SPLAT.
Butterfly Seeking Friend (from Insect Weekly Want Ads)
I like to flit and flip
And float and fly. Do you?
My legs are long and thin
but I’m bright as a sunflower.
What do you like to do?
My favorite things are nectaring
and tasting yummy pollen with
my feet, though it is sticky and
I have to wipe it off on
the next flower where I land.
Do you do that too?
They call me butter-
fly but I’m not always butter-yellow,
though I always fly.
My head and legs are fuzzy,
so when I flutter down
and settle on a petal,
the golden pollen sticks and clings
when I flit from flower to flower,
sipping just one sip more.
P.S. I leave a smidge of smudge
behind me, like kids do when they
wipe their feet politely at the door.
Do you do that too?