Cautionary Tales For Young Hotshots
How many times must I tell you?
No earwigs are pleasant to taste
No matter how often you try them
Alone, or compounded to paste
Yet roasted, and grated on ice cream
(the same way that worms are prepared)
A slug makes a delicate titbit
For diners not easily scared
It's vital you make the distinction
'Twixt creatures that creep and that crawl
Else the Flock that goes crunch, post-intinction,
Will not prove its worth overall
| Contributors: | Beefy, Roland, loaf, asdf, Kansas Sam. |
| Poem finished: | 29th May 2004 by Anon.. |