Showing posts with label daddy long legs poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daddy long legs poem. Show all posts

24.9.13

Confession of a Daddy Longlegs

Daddy Longlegs

My legs are too long, my wings are too short,
I fly like a learner that's been badly taught.
My gangly limbs make life really tricky,
and best to steer clear of anything sticky...

For I once had a friend called Lollop McFloutit,
who got his leg in some jam and flew off without it...
But friendships are fleeting, we aren't around long,
Born, Mate and Die; two weeks and we're gone.

So I cling to a wall until there's a Light,
then I hover and bother and give folks a fright.
Round and round until it gets dark,
the same every day, how's that for a lark?

And I know you all wonder what we actually do,
but honest to goodness I haven't a clue.


Linking up with Victoria's 'Prose for Thought'