My Caterpillar
  My Caterpillar                                                             My caterpillar is green and scaled,   On it lines as railway rails       Like a small rope, it has its tail,   It feels like usually, it is weak and frail                   Like a snake, it moves wiggling its tail,   There’s no exam in which he can pass or fail                    When it wasn’t my pet, I would say, “Aye, aye, go away”,   He has to move so many days           Of it, I am unafraid,   Seldom we would dance and play              Block the sunlight’s rays,   Play with shadows morning and day,   Such a close friendship we both lay