Black Beetle, Feedle Deedle #poetography

Black beetle

Feedle deedle

Fiddeldye

Oh my

Big little

Armored fucker

Mother trucker

Bigger than

A knuckle

Huckleberry

Huckle buckle

Lookin for

Fruit to

Suckle

Crops to

Plunder

In this time

Of thunder

Rains and wind

Makes them

Swoon

Clumsy lump

Window

Thump

No grace

In these wings

These bumbling

Brittle things

Like a ’50’s

Sci fi

Poddle

It flies

With a waddle

Like a drunken

Dragonfly

With an

Eyepatch

On one eye

Oh my

Funny

Little

Yet not so

Little

Feedle deedle

Fiddle diddle

Fiddeldye

Big black

Beetle

Oh my!

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