On this sunny, sunny day!
Skip and dance around the trees
Where the insects come out to play:
The ladybird lands on the leaf,
The ants scurry up the tree,
The caterpillar bares his teeth,
Munching on his tea.
“Hey! That’s my leaf you’re eating there!”
Says the ladybird to that back full of hair
But the caterpillar couldn’t hear
And really bugs don’t talk;You should remember this, my dear,
When going for your walk.
For Corinne 2008
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