The Ladybug

Tiny black dots

Cute like buttons,

So eye-catching

That creatures scavenger hunt —

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The Ladybug.

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Study closely

Watch her every move,

All the things that make it a mystery:

The most intelligent, caring, and the most beautiful —

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Thank the trees, she's invisible.

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Spy like an Entomologist

Observe its grounded livelihood

So divine,

Latch yourself —

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To The Ladybug.

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A Hirundinidae's love

Is like no other attachment,

A happy Entomologist's overzealous loyalty,

The Swallow Bird's pecking-order —

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Follow the Ladybug.

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Closer and closer you come

You won't break its wings,

Crow-like-manners

A predator —

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Preying against the Ladybug.

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Its mesmerizing beauty, so natural and non-commercial,

Its intelligence and compassion

All that creates mystery

The Entomologist's created symbolism —

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The Ladybug obsession.

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Your wish,

Step closer,

A Corvidae invasion,

Open your beak —

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A Passerine feast.

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Starving like children,

Are little chicks

Chirping and chirping

Attention-deprived —

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Because your focus is the-one-of-a-kind-Ladybug.

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Far, far away she escapes

Hoping the crow doesn't expose her,

And that the Entomologist's white hand doesn't choose her.

A hard-to-pick-out spot —

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Go and seek her.

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The Tiny black dots

Are no longer dark,

But camouflage,

Matching the leaves —

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You'll never catch her.