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