Your nose is a hypodermic needle,
Your back has wings to fly,
Your legs have hooks to grasp your prey,
And hold them till they die.
(Chorus)
They call you wheel bug,
Cause your back is a wheel,
It's shape is kinda rough.
You're a real bug
With wings, six legs,
And lots of other insect stuff.
Your head is shaped like two arrows,
Upon it are a beak and three eyes,
With two feelers of red, you're a sight to dread!
Mr. Wheel Bug you're a scary guy.
Chorus
Your beak extends like a pen knife
It's pointed and hollow and kills
It's a a real poison pen ... but there's more!
It's a straw to drink your meals.
Chorus
The wheel bug looks prehistoric,
But he's only one inch long,
I'm glad he's a bug and I'm not one,
And that's the end of this song.
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Friday, November 7, 2008
Wheel Bug Rap
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Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Might Be Mite
The little aphid is in the insect class,
It spews honeydew out its little anus.
Small they be, you might say, "Out of sight."
Small they be, "About as small as a mite."
Insects are cut into sections,
This entomologists know,
Head on top,
Thorax in the middle,
Abdomen below.
Many bugs in the world there are.
Fifty million species counted so far.
Each insect has six legs,
A hidious sight!
If it has eight,
Then it might be a mite.
MOTO
It spews honeydew out its little anus.
Small they be, you might say, "Out of sight."
Small they be, "About as small as a mite."
Insects are cut into sections,
This entomologists know,
Head on top,
Thorax in the middle,
Abdomen below.
Many bugs in the world there are.
Fifty million species counted so far.
Each insect has six legs,
A hidious sight!
If it has eight,
Then it might be a mite.
MOTO
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