Caterpillars

Brod Bagert

They came like dew drops overnight
Eating every plant in sight,
Those nasty worms with legs that crawl
So creepy up the garden wall
Green prickly fuzz to hurt and sting
Each unsuspecting living thing.
How I hate them! Oh, you know
I'd love to squish them with my toe.
But then I see past their disguise,
Someday they'll all be butterflies.