The giant caterpillar ate my shed
That’s okay, the color was an awful red
With a burp and a grin, the caterpillar ate my cat Quin
Quin was getting old, I said, calm once again.
That giant caterpillar slid under my bed.
A place I no longer feel safe laying my head.
I am sleeping at the neighbor’s down the road.
She...
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