here in the musty swamp
I am the prettiest of butterflies
I fly with dragonflies!
once I was living in a flower garden
it was purely heaven's ground
fragrance floated all around!
so many colourful flowers
truly enamoured was i
floating on cloud nine!
there was big pretty pink ones
little sunny gold ones
even my favourite purple ones!
oh my I was intoxicated
I inhaled the fragrance
capturing the essence!
then one day I came upon
a very strange flower
with very strange power!
feeling oh so dizzy
on a beautiful day
everything turned grey!
here comes the gardener
he sprays insecticide
then I flew away and cried!
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