Ladybird
Larva
The
lolloping ladybird larva
Stands and raises its arms
“Lord, O Lord, I’d much rather
Be dead, than cope with these qualms!”
He cries it out to the heavens!
He screams it down at the plants!
“I hate my flower, I want to fly!”
He bellows and bawls and rants!
The larva curls up, closes its eyes.
The gardener has insecticide
Swats away flashing flies
And
Stops.
The
larva he has spied!
2001?
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