Mr Mole

Mr Mole is quite at home as he tunnels in his loam,
Casting everything adrift in his earnest soil shift,
Front paws spread with vicious claws,
Munching with his mighty jaws,
Velvet nose with pinky tip,
Pinprick eyes and silken lip,
He burrows seeking for his prey,
At the ending of the day,
Wriggly worm and beetle black,
You had better mind your back!