At first the caterpillar barely received a cursory glance
But after metamorphosis, he had in society a much better stance
And now he is battered with flattery for his celestial dance
Everyone finds the butterfly winsome and charming
Those who espy him find it quite alarming
How a lowly little caterpillar can become so disarming
His wings are so light, so bright, and so flashy
After mundanely eating leaves all day, he is finally classy
Now when other bugs get in his way, he shouts, “Blasphemy!”
Into the field of gaudy flowers he flies
Looking for pollen with his two compound eyes
Avoiding predators by listening to the bird cries
And that is the story of this caterpillar-turned-butterfly
Happy at last, he gave a little sigh
Now it’s time to explore another field, oh my
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