VI We’re the hungry caterpillars of Borneo,
Where the farmer – also hungry – bends low, bends low.
We live on the roof beams, eating and hatching.
We make all our meals out of roof beams and thatching.
     Nosh-nosh, nibble-nibble, munch-munch-munch,
     For breakfast, supper, high tea, and lunch.
Our life is as pleasant and green tea and roses,
Except when the lizards (gulp) poke in their noses.
     Then nosh-nosh, nibble-nibble, munch-munch-munch,
     The lizards ate half our cousins for lunch.
Those four-legged reptiles ruin our meals,



You’d have to be eaten
to know how it feels

 

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