Caterpillar Castles

A boring life to always eat, and have to clean so many feet. Humped up among the forest green, I munch my way to sights unseen. Who knows the sorrows of my heart? I don't have time for love or art. My stomach rules this weary life. No nagging from a teary wife. So leaves at breakfast, noon and night. It's good that I'm not scared of heights. I'll never starve in this abode, But what a mess if I explode! With clouds above and earth below, a little rain and leaves will grow. At night the fairies come and dance. The moon shines bright till morning's prance. A castle sways for every tree, And they're all planted just for me. Someday I think I'd like to try To flutter like a butterfly.