Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Poem: Every Insect

Every Insect (ant, fly, bee)
Is divided into three:
One head, one chest, one stomach part.

Some have brains.
All have a heart.

Insects have no bones,

No noses.

But with feelers they can smell
Dinner half a mile away.

Can your nose do as well?

Also you'd be in a fix
With all those legs to manage:
Six.

by Dorothy Aldis

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