Caterpillar

by | Feb 18, 2008 | Poetry | 0 comments

Little Green caterpillar not hard to miss

Munching all day in his life of Bliss

Cabbage and lettuce oh so crisp

Even though he had a Lisp

The Gardner said what is your name

I think I see your little game

My name is kwis, im getting Fat

Ill eat & eat and that is that

Everyday through the garden gate

The Gardner saw Kwis’s size inflate

True to form he increased in size

His eating target, was no lies

The final straw the Gardner found

A little thing upon the ground

What’s happened here, at the end of my stick?

Its me said Kwis and I’ve been Sthick

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