No other Ladybug for Leonard
Leonard was getting a date for the ladybug ball
He watched for her, through the weeds so tall
But she was walking with his best pal Jim
So, he decided to go away, and give her to him.
But wait, there is no other ladybug you like?
This was said to him by his godfather, Mike.
Not really, Leonard said, but it is okay.
The night of the dance, he stayed away.
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