All Things Bright and Beautiful
All things bright and beautiful, the Lord God made them all,
he also made some ugly stuff, I think I can recall.
Snails and slugs just crawl along, and gooey stuff they wipe
at least the Lord gave neither of the pair a racing stripe.
And spiders- pray do tell, dear God, give us the where's and whys,
such critters can go scaring people sixty times their size?
And Moths, come on, give us a break, at night they are released
to interrupt our viewing and we don't get any peace.
You gave us wasps- what's that about? The evil that they do
announcing their arrival when you're sitting on the loo.
Oh, Woodlice, too, yeah, thanks for those, that really was so sweet
of you to stop me using my bathroom in just bare feet.
Your catalogue of ugly bugs don't leave me overjoyed
though if you'd not made Butterflies, I'd REALLY be annoyed.
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