plasmid Posted June 18, 2009 Report Share Posted June 18, 2009 A squadron marching single file We've poison which our foes revile We slither through the leaves In hopes that no one sees Our legion freezes in its tracks But we're not stopping to relax Although we've been surrounded You soon will be astounded For in this casket we won't die Instead we'll soar into the sky To make our getaway With radiant display Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 DudleyDude Posted June 18, 2009 Report Share Posted June 18, 2009 sounds like caterpillars morphing into butterflies. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 plasmid Posted June 18, 2009 Author Report Share Posted June 18, 2009 sounds like caterpillars morphing into butterflies. Precisely! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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A squadron marching single file
We've poison which our foes revile
We slither through the leaves
In hopes that no one sees
Our legion freezes in its tracks
But we're not stopping to relax
Although we've been surrounded
You soon will be astounded
For in this casket we won't die
Instead we'll soar into the sky
To make our getaway
With radiant display
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