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V-----'s Song

Contributed by Butterat_Zool on Wednesday, 14th August 2002 @ 01:06:44 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

Little butterfly laying eggs on a caterpillar.
Little butterfly laying eggs on a caterpillar.
Little butterfly laying eggs on a caterpillar.
Little butterfly laying eggs on a caterpillar.

Chorus:
Little caterpillar, eating at some leaves.
Little caterpillar, wonder what it sees.
Little caterpillar, with beer-colored eyes,
Little caterpillar, we’re all gonna die.

See the little children playing in the yard,
Blowing little bubbles, sure it isn’t hard.
Watch as the wind takes the bubbles all away,
To the place where the little caterpillars play.

Repeat Chorus

Watch the bubbles float to where the caterpillar hides,
Watch as the soap gets in the caterpillar’s eye,
Watch as the beer coloring goes away
As the little bug finally sees the light of day.

Repeat Chorus

The little bug is blinded by the bright sun-rays,
No longer shielded from the light of day.
Watch the caterpillar see the evil in the world,
As she melts her soul down into a crying little girl.

Then a little boy sees the tiny bug crying.
“My hero has arrived.” The caterpillar sings.
Watch as the boy gives the little bug a kiss,
And then turns and walks away, forever to be missed.

The boy shortly returns with a present in his hand,
A magnifying glass from the little boy’s homeland.
The caterpillar screams as the bright beam hits her eye,
And the boy becomes the last thing she sees before she dies.

Repeat chorus

Copyright Â© Butterat_Zool ... [ 2002-08-14 13:06:44]
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Re: V-----'s Song (User Rating: 1 )
by Valerie_Pearson on Wednesday, 14th August 2002 @ 11:07:46 PM AEST
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What a sweet song, how true, children sometimes
need to be taught the beauty of nature,

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