The Common Woodlouse

Behind bark or under wood showing signs of decay He and his kind from the World hide away Quieter far quieter than a frightened mouse The one known to many as the common woodlouse. An armadillo shaped tiny insect he looks blue to gray Quite harmless he only lives where there's decay He seems to be shy of the bright light of day Amongst Nature's compost quite happy to live and to stay. Hidden from the rain and the sun and the storm His own role in Nature he quietly perform Unaffected by weather or life threatening drought The living thing few bother to write about. To find his kind try under a block of wood or a stone His family are many his type seldom alone Like most crawling insects their fastest pace slow And so little about them I can say I know.