Papilio Visitation
by john clare
Your friend Tiger Swallowtail came by looking for you today
Lingering over by the blooming English dogwood
Barefoot so he could taste with his feet
I tried to explain you were off to a place called Biloxi
But I don't think he quite understood
The nectar he said just didn't seem as sweet
That Papilio's don't much care for dining alone
Especially without little boys like him so new from the cocoon
That would flit with him around ole pappa's home
Now cast in shadows of deep gloom
And so the Swallowtail promised in the coming migration
To detour West a ways to a certain little friend
To tell him it's his determination
That had he strong eagle wings
He would fly that boy home to pappa's yard again.
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