Lepidoptera, Hymenoptera, Coleoptera, Diptera
She’s talking to the ants again, the spiders and the bees
Little lady larva, won’t you get up off your knees?
She’s married to the wings of night; lacewings on the breeze
Little lady larva, look, she’s lost up in the trees
Lepidoptera, Hymenoptera, Coleoptera, Diptera
LARVA!
Pink dress on the playground, jungle gyms to please
Little lady larva’s bloodied lips, skinned knees
Reaching down a crawdad burrow, playing in the stream
Little lady larva’s gonna have to go and get clean