Love Bugs

Butterflies float through the air so gracefully.
Soaring to places of beauty and sun.
The owl flaps and screeches so scary.
Jutting to watch over its domain.
The eagle my countries pride.
It is regal with its wing span stride.
The lovebugs are destined for my windshield.
No sense in using your wings I will come to you.
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Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
They should of never let them bring that horriable little bug into the US

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freeatlast64847
The thunder wakes the butterflies. Some live such a brief existence, others fly thousands of miles only to die at the end. But afterall, they're only bugs... Nice write Happy! wine
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by Happygolucky4u (159 Poems)
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