I am an orchid that by luck
My flower petals are shaped to
Humans look like a flying duck.
More importantly, my looks do
Also look to a male sawfly
Like a female sawfly so that
When the male happens to fly by,
He thinks I'm a love habitat.
And when the fly lands on my 'beak, '
My petals on him wrap around,
Push him to my pollen to seek,
Then let him go and off he's bound.
I need that fly to pollinate,
So glad I look a maybe mate.
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