Bug ,bug ,bug

Bug ,bug ,bug

The frog hide

In that mud

The mud was dark

The dark is as the large

Who face her?!

Her neck was out

She waited that moment

When she saw the insect

She stretched her neck

She caught that hard

The frog has a good food

Bug ,bug ,bug

The rose opens leaves

She attracts flyers

those see those shine

And smell good scent

They decide to descend

To get their own

Food as they need

The rose has spread

Its sticky fluid

That sticks the insect

She tries to get ride

But the stick takes inside

She was taken inside

The rose gets good food

Bug ,bug ,bug

Her sisters has shiny

Petals those are so funny

The flyer put upon her

She wants to be happy

And get food and honey

The rose closes her ends

The flyer fights strongly

To get out of that trip

She finally gets dead

The rose has good food

Bug, bug ,bug

There is a spider

He stands to get food

The insect stands

He moves so slowly

As he could, as he could

It flies up, flies up

He jumped at once

He caught it at once

Stronger than any hard claws

He wrapped it with stitches

He introduced to his lover

To love him

To accept his demand

To marry him at a moment

She has a good food

Who teaches all creatures?

To get their food by effort

By mocking fly and jump

By sweating much and hard

Who teaches them to thank?

Their God for that food

They thanked their father

They get those foods

And thanked their mothers

As they do best cook