One Sunday moonlit night, a tiny egg lay on a leaf.
The suddenly with a POP, out came a very tiny, very hungry catapiller.
On Monday he ate through one Red Apple. But he was still hungry.
On Tuesday he ate through two oranges. But he was still hungry.
On Wednesday he ate through three plums. But he was still hungry.
On Thursday he ate through four pears. But he was still hungry.
On Friday he ate through one ice cream cone, one piece of cherry pie, one sausage, one piece of cake, one watermelon, one lollipop, and one slice of cheese.
Later that night he had a terrible stomachache.
But on Saturday he ate through one nice green leaf. He felt much better after that.
The next day was Sunday again. The tiny catapiller was no longer tiny, but one big fat catapiller. He built a small house around him called a coccon, and stayed in there for more than two weeks!
Then he nibbled a small hole in the cocoon and pushed his way out. What was he?
HE was a beautiful butterfly!
M7 or The hungry Catapiller...it's just about the same. Except M7 has Valkyries and singing.
Rob MN