Could you believe that that beautiful thing
Once was a fat worm that kept on eating--
Ugly-looking fragile caterpillar
Prickly-haired, greenish-bodied avatar...
Like word strands of twin lines without logic,
Expertly cocooned, they can like magic
Turn into butterflies with wings that rhyme,
So they may fly to some lovelier clime....
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