There once was a beetle,
Her name was Asneedle,
She lived in a Popinjay Tree.
For hours, she’d wheedle,
And ply her fine needle,
Her work was a sight to see.
But one day she smelled
A tree that was felled,
And put down her needle and thread.
She went down her tree,
The better to see,
And now she lives there, instead.
~ Aloralai Braelynna
© The Fairy Tale Garden 2015
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