Spiral ones are very fashionable in astronomy circles.

I have no scales to flash in the sun, Yet I swim in a current that's already begun. I’m built of letters, a slippery prize, Caught in a net of your own clever eyes.

Six little legs, buzzing or still, crawling over rocks and flowers at will.

On one hand, it's a giant system where billions of stars align. In your hand, fluffy chocolate that tastes absolutely divine.

This is a prison where the innocent are incarcerated Prisoners are exchanged Rarely is an inmate released They may be born here, here they die It is socially acceptable to visit Watch the inmates eat Take a picture of your kids being frightened by the exotic inmates.