A Caterpillar Hit the Sack
A caterpillar hit the sack -
in a chrysalis, as a matter of fact.
One day, it would crack,
and he could no longer doze.
As the sun rose up the sky,
a transformed creature said, "My oh my -
I feel it's time for me to fly",
and donned his fine new clothes.
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