Or, a Life in the Day of a Butterfly
Just out of my chrysalis!
Flitting here and there
Bringing joy to girls and boys
Here, there, everywhere!
I am a pretty butterfly -
I shall live all week!
I think I might just rest here
Inside of birdy's beak.
I'm now in birdy's stomach,
And there's one thing you should learn:
Life and love are fleeting -
But gastric juices burn!
Well that didn't brighten my day at all.
ReplyDeleteI am displeased to be of assistance.
ReplyDeleteMore tragically qwerty commenting that won't make sense to me. Argh!
ReplyDeleteI wasn't aware that 'qwerty' had leapt from being a keyboard word to being part of our lexicon. What does it mean?
ReplyDeleteWhen the gods fail to provide we make our own. It's all Mark's fault, incidentally. site
ReplyDeleteSee, someone was meant to say something here so I could tell the world how awesome Mark is. But nobody has, so I didn't, so now nobody knows. Moral: Mark, god hates you, he loves Ross though.
ReplyDeleteFurther moral: I am an ass becuase neither of them will see this and it will remain amusing only to me. Bugger.
P.S. Fever rocks.