Ode to A Stick Bug
So, we found this really cool stick bug in Michigan. He was on our back deck, and then later in the day on the pathway, so we moved him to a plant to ensure he wouldn’t get stepped on. He just hung there not moving, looking like a stick, as stick bugs do. I was inspired to write a silly little poem about him while going to work today:
There was a stick bug named Doug
He lived on the wood where he stood
He’d use all his will, to stay very still
His best trick was to look like a stick!
That is all!