Where do you hie, Dragonfly
In this clear blue sky?
Whom do you espy
With your multitudinous eye?
Who’s your prey today
Amidst the woodland spray?
In your watery youth, it was larvae,
Now the whole forest is your breakfast tray.
But are there dragonflies among us,
That you chance meet on street or bus?
Who are never heard to cuss
Or even raise a fuss.
Beware the iridescent charm.
He means to do you harm.
When he extends his arm,
There's cause for alarm
There’s tell-tale signs for his breed,
Oft rumors of treacherous deed.
But he'll remain aloft to mislead,
Then swoop with blinding speed.
Proceed with care.
Beware his debonair,
For in the sunfilled glare,
You may have no prayer!