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Why I Hate Moths
The moth, I disdain
It needn't cause me pain
Harmless it may be
With no venom to me
It flies into my face
No pattern, no grace
A pitiable creature
In purpose and feature
For I cannot detect
A trait to respect
The spider spins its yarn
Across a lofty barn
And the bee does strive
To provide for its hive
But the moth helps none
As Icarus to the sun
Thursday 14th April 2016 12:22 pm
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