Butterflies are beautiful.
But their babies are ugly as sin.
Scare me to death,
Those squirmy things.
Nobody’d think that someday soon
They’d all have colorful wings.
Struggle, struggle, get out of the cocoon.
Wiggle and wiggle, ’til very soon,
They shake out their wings
And they take flight!
Their unfurled wings are painted bright!
Then they float above
Heading into the light!