A black and white lady bug hopped onto me
before the first class had ended
I think it´s ounce of luck puts me up there now,
By my right shoulder it nestles down
My lined teachers shirt has proven
ample room for a new home
Little creature putting your exoskeleton in my hands
After my last class had finished
I think it´ll be another week of blessings somehow,
It´s colours must amuse ants like a clown
From the peach to the dirt over
Now across it me it roams.
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