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Lepidopterian Wisdom

A naïve and pale butterfly In disappointment left the sky, Her lover, gentle blue July, Turned quickly pallid pink, and died. The silly insect wasn’t wise, When flew to look for a paradise Because the end of this ones’ road Was the sticky mouth of a toad.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Date: 12/6/2008 5:06:00 PM
Oh what a sad ending. His mama didn't stick around to teach him the ways of the world. Jooyce
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Date: 12/1/2008 6:40:00 AM
Interesting perspective on the old rhymes...
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Date: 11/26/2008 10:36:00 PM
a unique style and i really love the hole point of the hole tradegy yet beauty of something so natural.
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