A butterfly fluttered around.
Fluttering from flower to flower.
Till the wind blew strong,
it held on to a single petal,
keeping it's wings tight and around
that pretty little flower.
Soon the wind will blow over
and the clouds will clear.
The sun will shine
once more
and the butterfly can flutter on
again.
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