I was reading about EIA report
In the North East for hydel projects
How they are inaccurate and shoddy:
When I noticed a small insect less
Than one quarter of an inch in length
Light green in colour on my table
Next to my laptop. I reached for the lens
I keep handy in my table-drawer.
While examining it, I found it cooperating
By turning supine: I could see five lines
On its belly, and its legs frantically waving
To right itself but being on glass-top,
It was struggling: I brought a paper-piece
Nearby. Instead of using it, it pretended
To be dead! A few moments later,
It was up, and about, and flew away.
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