'Way out on the sand dunes or under a bush <br />Lives a critter so cute, and so clever! <br />He wears a smart shell on his cute little tush, <br />And his habits are quite an endeavor. <br /> <br />One evening you might see him looking for lunch. <br />Hermie eats off the land, like a scout. <br />He is fond of the beach-growing grass he can munch- <br />He's delighted to find a small sprout. <br /> <br />As he grows, Hermie knows he must find a new shell <br />That is bigger and better-more roomy. <br />If he's lucky, he finds one, and chuckles, 'Well, well! <br />I think this pretty murex will do me! ' <br /> <br />So he climbs out the doorway without looking back <br />And he takes not a shirt nor a spoon. <br />No suitcase, no bag, and no trunk does he pack <br />When he moves by the light of the moon. <br /> <br />He walks backward to enter his spacious new place, <br />Then he digs a new basement below. <br />Can you see the big grin on his funny crab face? <br />He'll be safe when the sea breezes blow!<br /><br />Yen Cress<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hermit-crab-s-moving-day/
