The Single Saddest Night

A teensy weensy lady beetle A bitty, pint sized bug Seduced by the tune of an old man’s fiddle Had went inside and gotten stuck Her little, feeble, fragile limbs Supported her spotted frame Until she found a place to swim And was sucked down by the drain A grieving clan of crickets and frogs Chimed in for a farewell chorus A saddened toad for every log Deer in mourning, lined the forest The biggest, blue-green butterfly Placed flowers on the front porch steps For miles and miles, the wolves did cry A howl for every breath The following morning was quite a sight As everyone had overslept Due to the single saddest night When the whole wide world had wept