Flitter, flitter, flutter,
They float through the air,
Shimmer, shimmer, shine,
Their wings reflect the sun's rays,
Sip, sip, slurp,
They gulp down the luxurious nectar,
Wither, wither, weather,
Their bodies soon shrivel away,
But what is this?
Munch, munch, crunch,
It devours the little, green leaf,
Inch, inch, crawl,
It moves about the plant,
Wrap, wrap, nestle,
It cuddles into a brand new home,
As time slowly passes, it slowly grows,
Peck, peck, struggle,
It pushes out of its home,
Flitter, flitter, flutter,
A new, little butterfly has emerged.
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Short Stories
Random(Constantly Updated) In the next few chapters I have written several short stories. Don't worry, you won't be staring at your screen for long, they're only about a paragraph each. There is a reason for that though. In each story there is a small mes...