The caterpillar <br />is a greedy fella <br />And eats all he can see. <br />He doesn't know <br />The more he grows <br />The juicier he will be. <br /> <br />The blackbird sings <br />And preens her wings, <br />Her watchful eye quite steady. <br />For as he munches <br />She knows that lunch is <br />Very nearly ready.<br /><br />Bridgid Patrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/caterpillar-cuisine/
