The Venus Flytrap is so famous,
A surprise sprung for the unwary
In the pink jaws traps trip quite hairy–
So when the gates shut
The bug’s gobbled up.
It’s not such a horror or loving tippity twitchet
It eats what it catches or what comes to visit.
It makes tiny black seeds after white flowers
From all the spiders and flies it devours.
The sensitive plant snares what it needs
And counts one, two, three, four time to eat.
Now meat-loving plants are some weird turn of events
That surely would make a wide-eyed herbivore wince.
© Lemuel 27 May 2018