Once upon a riverbank
There lived a pretty bug🦗
He was a jolly green fellow
Who offered free hugs
He didn’t go to church
Nor believed in a God
He spent the days in glee
On his own accord
Now, believe me when I say,
He devoured the poor spiders 🕷️
He feasted on fruitflies 🪰
The caterpillar and the moth 🐛
And slew the butterflies 🦋
(Under the guise…shh) 🎭
But no one doubted him
‘Cos to the world did he say
“This is my truest self,🧘
All I do is pray” 🤲
(Everyday and Sunday.)
Okay.
What he said was true
It never was a lie
All he did was pray, yes
Joining his hands tight, right? 🙏
(Oh, shoot! I wish he could write.) 🙄
An atheist bug he is!
But never a lie he says
Then it dawned on me
That all he does is “prey” 🦅
Hey! 😳
With that, he fell silent
And closed his eyes again😌
Joined his hands in prayer🙏
And solemnly said, Amen
Ouch! Such a feign! 😮
Hearing my proclaim
He opened his mantis eyes 👀
And winked as he said 😉
Oh, my! 😏
Life is a beautiful lie
Sweety pie.😘
Now, Good bye. 👋
And he went back to pray.
Or prey.
Whatever he says.