There’s nothing more squiggly, more jiggly, more wiggly –
They make me quite chortley and, I fear, rather giggly.
When I’m first introduced to a beetle or bug,
I must be polite; I can’t simply say, “Uggh!”
“How nice to meet you. How do you do?
Would you care for a munch on a crisp leaf or two?”
Each tiny bug foot and each leglet minute,
Each proboscis, each feeler – a sensation absolute!
A caterpillar taking a stroll on me
Tickles my fingers tremendously.
Does a caterpillar meandering on a twig or rose
Make it laugh or chuckle, do you suppose?