This yellow furry caterpillar strode across a hot, empty pavement while waiting for the bus. Black spikes protruded from his surface. I can understand his pride with such a fine coat of fur. Maybe the next time I see him he'll be a butterfly.
This yellow furry caterpillar strode across a hot, empty pavement while waiting for the bus. Black spikes protruded from his surface. I can understand his pride with such a fine coat of fur. Maybe the next time I see him he'll be a butterfly.