My son, three year old granddaughter, and one year old grandson like to construct tinker-toy type bugs when they visit.
My son is grand with rhyme:
The rachety crab pincers pinching away
Comes crawling and biting: big bug;
His cracking loud claws clang and bang
In your ear aiming viciously close to your mug!
He’s not come to hug; he’s a thug from the rug.
Beware child! His bite and his pinch
Escape from this thug; keep your mug far away
Or you’ll end in his slicing tight clinch!
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 