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The Candy Beetle

 

Elmer the Beetle lives in the park

Under chunks of moss and fallen bark

He lives with the other beetles

They look for food, places to dine

Under their tree, a giant pine

Under the fallen pine needles

 

Beetles spend their day beetlin about

Through ground tunnels, in and out

Over twigs, under mushroom caps

Each one of them weaves

In and out of the leaves

Looking for crumbs and picnic scraps

 

But the beetles beware

Of the critters out there

Looking for something to attack

To all the birds and slimy frogs

Lizards, snakes and water dogs

Beetles make a good snack

 

While other bugs look creepy or squirmy

Hairy, scary, crawly or wormy

Elmer simply doesn’t

He looks like candy with the shape of his shell

With all his colors, you could not tell

That he simply wasn’t

 

Threading through grass in every direction

He appears to be a tasty confection

A yummy gummy or lemon drop

When he climbs on a stick

He’s asking for a lick

Because he looks just like a lollipop

 

Carelessly, he strolls care free

Out in the open for the critters to see

He’s on display, clearly shown

Critters don’t want a candy treat

They want a juicy bug to eat

So those critters leave Elmer alone

 

One day, not knowing where he was going

He strolled by a party parents were throwing

There, he caught the eye of Sweet Tooth Paul

Paul loves candy of every kind

He’ll eat any candy that he can find

Elmer looked like his favorite kind of all

 

Paul stopped what he was doing

He took the cake he was chewing

And threw it in the litter

Then he swooped to the ground

To grab the candy he found.

Like an eagle grabs a critter

 

He tossed it in his mouth, like every meal

There was no candy taste, or a candy feel

It grabbed onto his lip!

There was a pinch, then a tickle

Then the taste of a vinegar pickle

With a crunch like a potato chip

 

He took a chew or two

Before he knew

That he wasn’t eating candy

It was crisp and scratchy

Grabby and catchy

Grinding in his teeth as if it was sandy

 

Paul threw a fit and shouted a shout

He threw up a bit and spit him out

He spit that bug as far as he was able

Elmer soared over people standing

He hit a tree in a crash landing

Then rolled under a picnic table

 

His legs were bent in every direction

He had a dent in his middle section

All his body began to swell

His head was numb, he had a crunched bum

He was chewed up like chewing gum

Chewing gum with legs and a shell

 

Bruised from his rear to his nose

He used his last two working toes

To crawl home through the dirt

There’s a bug doctor there

Who can fix and repair

Squashed bugs that had gotten hurt

 

He was put back together, piece by piece

Using spider tether and snails grease

Then he got wrapped in cotton worm tape

In a body cast, fully sealed

He sat under his leaf, as he healed

He had a new look and shape

 

Not a beetle, nor a candy either

In a body cast he looked like neither

His appearance completely changed

He was narrow, yet round at the tips

His shoulders were braced, as were his hips

A body shape rearranged

 

One morning, after a few days passed

He went to the park in his body cast

Bandaged, bundled and wrapped up snug

From under the leaves, he scurried out

Without kids or critters to be worry about

They’d be looking for candy or a bug

 

Then, just when he thought it was clear

Dogs in the park started coming near

Soon they wouldn’t leave him alone

In his cast, the way it assembled

He very much closely resembled

A doggy treat in the shape of a bone

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