poems & stories of
JIM HAY

A Moth’s Life

Everybody says a butterfly
looks so pretty as it flutters by
but fancy colors aren’t so great
for a moth gets to stay up late.

I like being a plain old moth
dressed in my grays and browns
nobody pays much attention
as I flit around the town.

I go out hunting candle flames
on a warm midsummers night
or stop by my favorite closet
where a wool sweater tastes just right.

Yes, a moth’s life is really quite easy
mostly just flying around
so put on a pair of comfy moth wings
and I’ll show you my hometown.

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Ol’ Snip-Snip Samson
owns the town barber shop
lots of hair covers his floor
but not much hair on his top.

A tired cat named Snooze
naps in the back of the store
you might think he is sleeping
but he watches each hair hit the floor.

Come inside for a closer look
listen to the scissors snip-snip
tickle the cat’s long whiskers
that grow just above his top lip.

Oh yes, a moth’s life is really quite easy
mostly just flying around
catch hold of a breeze if it’s breezy
and visit some folks in the town.

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Down the block is the post office
Carrier Carol she comes and she goes
her job is fun and it’s easy
except when it rains or it snows.

Carol takes letters to each house
she walks for miles and miles
says good day to Mrs. Jones
and gives her one of her smiles.

Sometimes a moth licks a stamp
or bites on a juicy loveletter
they taste pretty good but not nearly as sweet
as a high school letter sweater.

Yes, a moth’s life is really quite easy
mostly just flying around
so strap on a pair of comfy moth wings
and I’ll show you my little town.

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Last updated on 04 Jan, 2018