She flutters from bush to tree
laying her oval prodigies
her little offspring's with big appetites
as Aphids are tasty, their favourite delight
So as soon as they hatch
they stalk the steams
looking for sap suckers
minding to eat all of them
Bulbous green eating machines
a greedy army of destruction
yet transparent wings green
will give summer it's blossom
Their a friend to the gardener
a fiend to their foe
so let her lay her eggs
and away they will go.
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 7:21 AM UTC
She flutters from bush to tree
laying her oval prodigies
her little offspring's with big appetites
as Aphids are tasty, their favourite delight
So as soon as they hatch
they stalk the steams
looking for sap suckers
minding to eat all of them
Bulbous green eating machines
a greedy army of destruction
yet transparent wings green
will give summer it's blossom
Their a friend to the gardener
a fiend to their foe
so let her lay her eggs
and away they will go.
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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