One yellow butterfly
got tired of hiding
in the fragrant ylang ylang tree.
She stretched her wings
and left her sister
to land on my nose, you see.
She looked right
into my left eye
and she declared with glee:
"I just moved the world! "
"But, Colias Crocea, " I say with dismay,
"your flapping wings
have changed nothing for me! "
"But, Homo Non-So-Sapiens, " she replies,
"You just talked to a butterfly
from an ylang ylang tree! "
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