By Lawrence Hall
Word Count: 80
Rating: G
Summary: A poem about a minuscule creature.
No, no, not your teacher of high-school maths
But an animal so tiny it doesn’t belong
In this harsh world; rather in a fairyland
To live among our childhood imaginings
With spectacles upon its elegant nose
And tiny, delicate, artistic paws
And a fine grey coat, it looks exactly like
A little old man at home with his books
Dozing, dreaming beside his little fire
And never working out the sum of pi
A little look at a little creature. I enjoyed it!