Once there was an arachnid so fine
With silk as strong as a twisting vine
It could burrow deep in the ground
And rest in peace, without a sound

Its nervous system was quite unique
With senses that could even mystique
And if there was any irritation
It could paralyze with its sensation

But even though it seemed so tough
It was vulnerable, that was enough
For danger to come and take a toll
And leave it feeling quite out of control

But don't worry, it had a plan
It would simply molt and take a stand
And grow a new skin, fresh and bright
Ready to defend with all its might

And when it ate, its digestive ways
Would break down food in just a few days
And vibrations from its prey nearby
Would lead it to a tasty supply

So when you see an arachnid so small
Remember it's got power to enthrall
And though its venom might bring fear
It's just a part of its nature so dear.

Reflections

1. What is special about the arachnid's nervous system?
2. How does the arachnid use its silk?
3. What happens when the arachnid is in danger?
4. What is the arachnid's digestive system like?
5. How does the arachnid use its venom?
6. What is molting, and why is it important for the arachnid's survival?
7. What does the poem teach us about the power of small creatures?
8. Can you think of other animals that are small, but mighty like the arachnid?
9. Why is it important to respect all creatures, even if they seem small and vulnerable?
10. What does the poem tell us about the importance of adaptability in survival?