Chony and Mony
Butterflies, yellow and blue
Loved flowers in hues
Of the two brothers
Chony, naughty and witty
Mony, naive with innocent charm
Living every moment
Flitting and sipping
Listening to the garden song
Changing colours
A chameleon in wait
The brothers knew its taste
As it rested its colour to blue
Chony knew it right away
Momma had taught to flit past that hue
Held Mony by it’s wing
Mony knew it was a danger sign
Opposite direction, was the call
The hungry chameleon
Rolled its eyes, surmised
Time to call it a day#
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Written on 23-03-2019
