Tardi to the Party!
If I had not seen them with stupefied eyes
I’d say they’re result of nonsensical lies
There’s things in this world that no god could have made
Including the creature known as Tardigrade!
Eight-legged and segmented, these morphons so micro
Are fever-dream conjured from minds gone pure psycho
Barrel-shaped body and short stubby legs
“Don’t let those be hands!” does your startled mind beg
Their tubular mouths are lined with small spikes
To suck out the fluids from things that they like
But take closer look and away go your fears
Adorably twee are these wee “water bears”
Most likely a billion, most casually tossed
When people trudge through their moist homes made of moss
But worry not for them they’re ever resilient
For little encountered in their life spans will make dent
From high Himalayas to hottest of springs
At these “moss piglets” you can throw ‘most anything
Amazingly they would not be out of place
If they’re found alive floating in deep outer space!
So from coldest of cold to the hottest of hot
These magical creatures are one sturdy lot
Most likely when humans have long run their course
This impish-like sprite be the next ruler’s source
And if I were still here it would be such reward
To bow down to the cutest, most hale overlord!