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Butterfly survival 101

Butterfly survival 101

Good morning everyone
A little bit we’re going to go out in the sun
We're going to have a little bit of fun
I’m going to teach you a couple tricks
That will save your life unless you’re a prick
Then I can’t help you just become a stick
Find a tree and do not move
Not a whisper get out of your groove
One movement you are a dead
So get it through your head
There's some  milkweed over there just so you can get fed
My name is Queen Butte R Fly
Everyone come in don't be shy
I’m  your teacher for today 
Now you can listen do as I say
If you don't want to listen  today
Then you may leave out this door
Half the room left go have fun
Will not last  a week in the Sun
Now first thing keep away  
From man do not play
He is dangerous
Because he is so spontaneous 
He will squash you like a bug
Or give you a big hug
Do you want to live
Do you want to survive
Stay away from man
How many of you can
Tell me my age
15 months it's written all my wings cage
And how long do we live
6 to 8 weeks to struggle and survive
And that is why I am the queen
You over there String bean
Don't talk when I talk
You don’t walk my walk
Now sit  down
Stop acting like a clown 
Are butterflies cute
If you do go get you a flute
So you can play Taps as you die
And you call me cute I’m going to give you a black eye
It’s a mean world I'll make you cry
Only  the fittest Will Survive
And I ain't never going to die so I'm going to stay alive
Just remember you're not cute
You’re goddamn brute
You're not nice
Nothing you hate more than lice
 Everybody took all these numbers down
Let’s Go Fly get off the ground
What's the number one rule
Stay away from man hi is Cruel
Second rule when in doubt be a stick
Movement will kill
Well I think that’s all the information I can fil
Your little Dirty Heads
You may go but don’t be dead
 Migration will begin inv about 2 weeks so go get ready
That includes you Freddy
Was going to do  a  class 102
But all these guys going to be dead anyways before that is though 
Butterflies are nice and I whip your head up if you call me nice
I don't like cold weather or ice
Goodbye

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