I went for a walk the other day.
And what did I see,
A bug looking up at me.
I said, “morning Mr. Bug,”
Then his face got rather smug.
He said, “Listen to what I say,
You better be on your way.”
“That’s rather curt,” I said,
Then he again raised his head.
“I’m a beetle not a bug,” he replied,
At these words I just sighed.
And continued on my merry way.
