When I said the first thing I ever wrote was a poem about a bug, I wasn't kidding. =) Here is my 4-year-old mind's ode to a stink bug:
Stink bug, stink bug,
why do you stink?
How do you stink
and think at all times?
We know you're not worth a dime.
Stink bug, stink bug,
why do you stink?
Who knows
...do you?
~STH, age 4
(photo courtesy of Luis Miguel Bugallo Sánchez (Lmbuga), Wikimedia Commons http://ow.ly/cBndp )
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