Pretty little lady bugs all so sweet,
Dressed in red with black dots, out swarming the streets;
You're seen everywhere when it's warm;
And displaying an air of pure charm,
Yet in the gardens you fiercely keep all amphids at bay,
You always present yourself in a calm passive way,
So for now, fly away...fly away...enjoy your liberty,
Before the cold weather comes, but come back to this community.
Spiritsong
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