Barnacles. They may not be everyone’s favorite type of sea life, but they are actually pretty interesting … when you aren’t stepping on them or having to scrape them off of a boat bottom. Here is a poem about them:
It might be fun, it might be neat
If you ate dinner with your feet.
You might think it’s strange, I know,
But for a barnacle, ’tis so.
It glues its head on something hard,
And builds a stony “house,” no yard.
This house has “doors.” It must be so:
So it can hide when tides are low.
Its house can’t move. That’s true….BUT
Be careful touching: IT CAN CUT!
It does not swim, but it’s no wimp.
It’s really sort of like a shrimp.
With jointed legs and feathered feet,
It kicks in food it likes to eat.
If you see a barnacle on some driftwood,
Please be respectful, as you should.