I wish I were a butterfly,
Beautiful and light.
I would flit from flower to flower,
And get drunk on pollen, long ere night.
I wish I were a butterfly,
With wings so thin and delicate.
Startling blue and black,
Or maybe yellow and red.
I wish I were a butterfly,
With nothing more to do
Than flutter here and yonder,
And make old ladies coo.
I wish I were a butterfly,
I’d air my wings in the sun.
And at the end of the day,
Find a safe place to call home.
I wish I were a butterfly,
I would fly high above the flowers.
Spotting the best, and get a ways,
Just in case the children spot me.
Yes, I wish I were a butterfly,
Carefree and content.
To fly here and there, and everywhere
Getting drunk on the flowers scent.
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