Pablo The Crab

• Jaxon Wilcox, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2021

Brightly painted shell stationary like a house
Small delicate pincers picking up food gently
Smooth sharp legs running through the bedding
Irresistible tiny eyes into your heart
Deep dark hole crab not far
Pablo The Crab living happily in his tank

Light scratching trying to explore
Heavy clinking trying to drink more
Digging roughly waiting for night
Pablo The Crab living happily in his tank

Strange legs running across your hand
Smooth shell anchored to the ground above his head
Gentle pincers poking at your skin
Pablo The Crab living happily in his tank
Goodnight Pablo