Before We Start You Mustn't Bark Nor Shall There Be Sharks Understood? Great!

There was a butterfly who couldn't fly named Louis. now Louis was found before he was sound upon the pavement of a gas station. he wasn't alright but he was very bright you see so he caught my eye before I thought he was a lie. I had pondered wether or not I should get him because I felt he would rot. now I brought him to my hands and cuddled him as close as I can. He basked in the sunlight oh lord was it bright. I prayed over him and thought he was alright. I brought him to the preacher who was the greatest teacher. She prayed oh lord she prayed over the forlorn thing.

Louis still acted alright. I brought him to my friend who cuddled him to. she found his name then. louis it was! when church started we gather to our pews. we talked about the news and prayer requests and jews. I sat alone on the pew 'till my friend came to. I told her how happy I was. She looked forlorn. I asked 'Where's Louis the butterfly?'. 'He is Outside The Door On The Right' came the reply. After a while we dined and feasted and relished the talks we heard. that day I heard more than I could bare.

After they left I went Outside And Looked To The Right And Saw Louis. he looked forlorn and sought. I noticed ants were upon him so I flicked them to naught him no longer. I went inside to my table which I had Ate in. Louis looked alright then.

Louis fell and started twitching i I told him to quit it. Oh lord wasn't he just alright?.










I made this poem for a butterfly i found who my friend named Mia named him Louis now- I hope he is alright but. Alright is never enough isn't?