The Very Hungry Caterpillar Poem
The Very Hungry Caterpillar
In a garden, bright and green,
A tiny caterpillar could be seen.
Munching through leaves, one by one,
His journey of hunger had just begun.
The Very Hungry Caterpillar, so small,
Ate through fruit, big and small.
Apples on Monday, pears on Tuesday,
With every bite, a hunger subdues.
Wednesday arrived, and oh, what a feast,
Plums and strawberries, a fruity beast.
But the little caterpillar couldn't be contained,
His appetite, oh, how it gained!
On Thursday, a picnic of treats,
He munched through cake, and oh, the sweets!
Chocolate, ice cream, a sugary delight,
The caterpillar's appetite reached new height.
But as the weekend drew near,
The little caterpillar felt something unclear.
A change was coming, a magical surprise,
A transformation, right before our eyes.
He spun a cocoon, snug and tight,
A sleepy pupa, bathed in moonlight.
And as the days rolled into weeks,
A butterfly emerged, with colors unique.
Now, the Very Hungry Caterpillar could soar,
In the skies, he'd explore.
A story of change, of growth, so grand,
A tale to cherish, forever in the land.
Story of The Very Hungry Caterpillar
Witness the transformation of a hungry caterpillar into a beautiful butterfly.
