Ladybird, Ladybird.

Ladybird, Ladybird,
Don’t fly away,
Your spots are all pretty,
They brighten our day.

Ladybird, Ladybird,
Red, like a rose,
It tickles, so soft, when
You land on my nose.

Ladybird, Ladybird,
Is luck on your side?
Your spots count to seven,
My wishes you’ll guide.

Ladybird, Ladybird,
Where is your house?
Is your neighbour an earwig?
A spider? Or mouse?

Ladybird, Ladybird,
Are you my friend?
I know you can’t speak,
So I’ll just pretend.

Children, oh children,
What beautiful words,
I love your enjoyment
Of us ladybirds.

Children, oh children,
My spots don’t bring luck,
I flew through a mud fight,
And some of it stuck.

Children, oh children,
My neighbour’s a slug,
He’s grumpy and sticky,
But he’s just a bug.

Children, oh children,
I’m pleased you enjoy,
But stop calling me lady,
For I am a boy.

Gregory Lawrence.

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