Getting Tomboy Ready For Prom

Our tomboy caterpillar’s metamorphic tendencies Preceded her in reputation and in wherewithal Her human indoctrination was a metabolic oversight Uncharacteristically uncalled for, and clearly filled us with wonder. We stood by eagerly, awaiting instructions, As a magnificent metamorphosis changed our Muddy, earthy, plain, now tiara-featured princess Into a teenage butterfly, ready for the prom. All we have to do now is clean those fingernails, My concerned husband whispered to me, When he saw her in her dress and floppy shoes. We do not want her to be too pretty, I cautioned him.