The Really Big Tiny Thing
Deep in a crack live some real tiny creatures
Between horns and tail they're just two millimetres
But these tiny critters are such hungry eaters
They eat smaller bugs in the carpet near heaters
But one day the bugs by the heaters were gone
And now there was nothing to be fed upon
One tiny bug said if there’s nothing smaller
We’ll have to eat something that’s longer or taller
A voice from the deepest dark part of the crack
Said now I suppose you will welcome me back
You stuck me back here like a freak in a zoo
But now you need me for I’m bigger than you
He entered the light where the crack opened wider
The really big bug was as big as a spider
Some tiny bugs hadn’t seen him before
They gasped for his head was so far from the floor
His fangs were so sharp and his horns were so long
His tail was a whip and his shell good and strong
He stood tall and proud and his war cry was loud
He watched as a path opened up through the crowd
His antennae twitched as he sensed something tasty
He said, “Lunch is coming so let’s make this hasty.”
A big kiss from one tiny bug that was cute
And then he was crushed by the home owner’s boot
So the big tiny thing achieved nothing at all
For big tiny things are still pretty small
[I had to categorise this as ‘Nursery Rhyme’ as neither
‘Life’s a B*tch’ or ‘Wicked’ were available options…
Shame, eh?]
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