Out in the open
In the sun
A harmless beetle
Where did you come from?
Amazing to watch
You don't sit still
Little wanderer
How did you evolve?
With spots of black
And round on the back
Leaf to leaf
In your habitat
The intricacies
Your form and shape
In a miniature world
This is your place
Bracing, prying
Pushing you twist
Incredible colors of
This tiny insect
One species red
Another yellow
Good for the planet
State bug of Ohio
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