I have heard dandelionsRoaring out in my backyard.A direct approach is dangerousUntil you're sure they've dropped their guard.You'd be better off to waitUntil the brutes go for the baitAnd when they can't anticipateIs when you pounce and break their necks.Sure, some call me insane...But danger is my middle name.I have spied tiger-spidersOn the prowl along my fence.But the speed at which they travelMakes a chase much too intense.So you set your traps with care,Scattering them here and there,Hoping for a leg to snare(And with eight, the odds are in your favour.)Watch out they can maimEven with a leg left lame.Sure, some call me insane...But danger is my middle name.There is one great adversaryThat consumes my thoughts foremost.You see, a dragonfly breathes fire,So its not safe to get too close.But its hard to be awareOf them appearing from nowhereAs they swoop down through the air.I might just need a rocket-launcher.Not even scalding flameCould make me shake my aim.Sure, some call me insane...But danger is my middle name.