Braggart Butterfly
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Braggart Butterfly, he soars swift and high
believing he's really lord of the sky.
One sunny day, he thinks he is able
to bully a timid, small-sized eagle.
To him the bird was a nervous dummy
with neither fire nor guts in its tummy.
To him it was simply vulnerable
to assaults and pretty much unable
to block his kicks and jabs, his straight and cross.
And so he bravely flips and flaps across
the quiet bird's unperturbed countenance.
He attacks it with haughty confidence.
And so it is, the sky is brightly blue.
The truly pissed off eagle must make do,
flying long, flying tired without a snack,
with the Butterfly in his...burpp...stomach!
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