Roly Poly

A little boy watched
as a roly poly crawled
across the sidewalk.

He bent over, his
face almost touching the ground,
his finger pointing.

"Look, mom!" the boy cried
as the roly poly curled
into a tight ball.

"It's scared," said his mom.
"Leave it alone. C'mon. Let's
go to the car now."

The boy stood up and
walked two steps, but then he stopped
and he bent back down.

"Another roly
poly!" the little boy yelled
as his mom just sighed.

On the sidewalk, she
saw many roly polies
littering the ground.

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This poem is inspired by NaPoWriMo's Day 20 prompt to "try to write a poem grounded in language as it is spoken." I used a little bit of spoken language in my poem. I also used haiku for every stanza.