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