I have written a poem about my car ride home.
And, it goes a lil’ sump’in like this, one, and a two, and a one, two, three, four,
Caterpillar, crossing the road!
Where are you going, your gonna die!
Caterpillar, crossing the road!
Just go to sleep, and wait out the cold!
Caterpillar, crossing the road!
You have your whole life ahead of you, don’t die now!
Caterpillar! Come Spring you’ll be!
A beautiful Butterfly, so why die now.
Let my, carrrr, wheelsss, missssssssss, yoooou, SWEEEEEET CAT-ER-PILLLLLLLLL-AR!
I looooooove yooooou little caterpillar!,
Almo