The Caterpillar

Fuzzy little caterpillar
Crawling, crawling on the ground,
Fuzzy little caterpillar
Nowhere, nowhere to be found.
Though we’ve looked and looked and hunted
everywhere around.

When the little caterpillar
Found his furry coat too tight,
Then a snug cocoon he made him
Spun of silk so soft and light,
Rolled himself away within it
Slept there day and night.

See how this cocoon is stirring,
No a little head we spy.
What, is this our caterpillar
spreading gorgeous wings to dry?
Soon the free and happy creature
Flutters quickly* by.

*original lyric: gayly