BUG
Buggledy bug so snug tucked up,within leaves and mulch,dead twigs and such.He snores and dreams of ladybird poker dots,holes in trees were bark flakes settle and rot.Buggledy bug,his colors shimmer green camouflaged he be among the floor littered woodland leaves,but the nearing woodsman boot goes crickity crunch waking buggledy bug from his hibernating trance "have some consideration" buggledy bug high pitched squeaked "some of us have all winter to sleep"! "why sorry little bug I had no idea, I will tiptoe along you wont even no I have been here". " Ta for that" buggledy bug squeaked, closed his eyes and went back to a sound winter sleep.
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