Landscape of a Land Crab

Leave me alone

By Packrat PoetPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

There once was a land crab named Bligh,

Who's demeanor was naturally shy.

He would hide in his hole,

Acting more like a mole,

Than a cantankerous, snappy guy.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Packrat Poet

I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. I am very passionate about nature and want to combine science and art to enhance environmental awareness.

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