Ladybird Larva Poem by J R I Coleman
Ladybird Larva
The lolloping ladybird larva
Stands and raises it arms:
"Lord, O Lord, I'd much rather
Be dead than cope with these qualms! "
He screams it out to the heavens!
He cries it down to the plants!
I hate my flower! I want to fly!
He bellows and raves and rants!
He curls up, gently close his eyes
The gardener has insecticide
Swats away flashing flies and
STOPS
The larva he has spied!
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