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Giant Moth

I met a fluffy looking insect
In the cold early morning
Resting by the door step
Looking comely and pretty
And I said “What a beauty!”

He looked rude and saucy
For he twisted to a corner
When I spoke to him
Kept mute and ignored
Then I knew he was also proud

Sunrise, lizards and birds watch
Predators seeking for a quick meal
I knew pride may come before a fall
And when I came to warn him
I saw a circus of ants and he among them

By Oke Iroegbu

Finance Graduate, Bibliophile and Bard of Ovim, his hometown. Read more at www.oiroegbu.com/about

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