Paper Moth

Poem

Hide it, Hide it, behind a wall,

Place it on top of an ivory tower, tall-tall,

Make sure it is of the highest height, nobody can climb or crawl,

Place some guards in front to prevent a brawl.

You write about the poor as you wrap yourself in your pashmina shawl.

Those Empty words with those prose inducing a drawl.

Paper moth might not understand the jargon, but can surely chew it all,

I’ll chew it all and make a tapestry, a sight free for all.

A Poppy in Three Stages of Flowering, with a Caterpillar, Pupa and Butterfly

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