You might think I am crazy and probably you're right,
but I can hardly move a web, when it comes in sight.
I have this thing with spiders, I think they're beautiful,
they help me get my house bug free, with their sticky tool.
Probably you think it's odd, that I am fond of mice.
Those little creatures running fast, I really think they're nice.
We don't set traps that kill them, just put them out the door,
I will accept their nibbling, on my food no more.
The tiny bats, I like them too, spreading wings at night,
when throwing crumbs of bread, they try to catch them tight.
One night when we were playing, a falcon passed us by,
before we knew, he grabbed this bat, who never more will fly.
Then there are the frogs and toads, a lovely bunch together,
hopping and crawling the meadows, in greyish, rainy weather.
I treat them with respect because, there always is a chance,
that they will change into a prince and ask you for a dance.
You might think I'm crazy and probably you're right,
but I do love these creatures, when they come in sight.
Each one has its purpose, in the chain of food
and each one is just beautiful, when you're looking good.








A beautiful piece with some great rhyme. Good luck in the contest 

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