Sunday, March 13, 2005

The love bugs

Once there was a yellow bug
flying in the air,
looking for a pretty bug
for whom that he can care.

He searched among the flowers
of reds, and whites and blues,
He even searched the crevices
if only he had some clues.

And then he caught a whiff
of lovely magnolia flavour,
His nose was ready to sniff
his mate, his destiny, his fate.

And there among the clover patch
he caught a glimpse of pink,
'I hope we'll make a good match.
I wonder what she'll think?'

Alas there was no pretty bug
only a pink sweet wrapper,
Carelessly discarded by some pug
what a mad chase caper!

Dashed were his hopes
of finding the perfect date,
No bug to play skipping ropes
what a blow to his fate.

But all of a sudden...

'Hello how are you?'
said a soft little voice,
A pretty bug in pinkish hue
such a perfect choice!

'Oh how lovely you are,
will you be my love bug?
I've been looking for you near and far'
She blushed and gave him a hug.

So there goes the story of two bugs
one yellow and one pink,
A story of love at first sight
Cheesy, don't you think?

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