The Butterfly
Today, morning in the sky
A lad saw a butterfly,
Sucking the nectar
Flapping without any fear,
The boy followed it there
Struggling to catch the danaid,
His body got smear
With the dusty grened,
Lo! The caterpillar flew
With the sound of flutter,
And the lad whew
Began to shout and chatter,
The Butterfly... butterfly.....butterfly...
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