Along came a caterpillar
and then one more
and then for good measure two became four
An avian feast as far as the eye could see
Shouting in one voice
\"Please don\'t eat me!
If you let us live into butterflies
We\'ll grow\"
\"Not on your life!\" Said a murder of crows
So down they swooped and one by one
They began to eat on caterpillar chum!
The noise of slaughter attracted a worm
Deep in the ground each sound he heard
Out his head or tail did stick
\"What\'s that racket?\" He shouted
To a beak!
And quick as lightning he was gone
So juicy, sweet, fat and long
Into the belly of one fat crow
Who seemed to be struggling with taking off
And so it went like a parade of Dyson
Sucking up caterpillars the crows went on
And just when it seemed they had had their fill
And the remaining caterpillars would not be a meal
Along came a hungry badger clan
\"We\'ll finish em off\" for they had a plan.
Oh poor little caterpillars
They never stood a chance
To grow into butterflies
And learn to flutter and dance
But they got their revenge
In a way or two
For the crows couldn\'t fly
From eating so much food
And as for the Badgers
They deserved all they got
Because too much greedy eating
Gave them the trots.
And so mother nature
Shows she has her ways
To keep things in balance
Both night and day
You can never have more
Than you deserve
For too many caterpillars
Can make you sore
And it\'s never right to have
More than you need
Just ask crow and badger
About their greed!