Caterpillar, Caterpillar



Caterpillar, caterpillar

Crawling up my little finger

Back onto the leaf again

Off you go my little man

Holding on with tiny feet

Stop and have a bite to eat

Chewing on a juicy leaf!

Chewing, chewing, chewing, chewing

Chewing, chewing, chewing, chewing

Never stopping, head a-bopping

Chew, chew, chew!









Butterflies



If you ever hear me mutter,

Butterflies aren't made of butter!

Tell me not my head to clutter

With such thoughts as these.


Butterflies were made to flutter

On the breezes, and to putter

Round the flowers – now, don't stutter,

But say this three times, please:


Butterflies aren't made of butter,

Butterflies were made to flutter

On the breezes, and to putter

Round the flowers at their ease!









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