How Lovely, How Lovely!

 

How Lovely, How Lovely!

 

How lovely, how lovely,

a tiny sweetheart

was crossing today

in great speed all my gard!

 

Of course, a great marvel,

for butterflies, all

Nebadonia took

to the New Earth, the ball!

 

Three months long, none!

Vainly scanned all the skies.

In cocoons or by wings,

Mother moved butterflies!

 

But today one said “hi!”

Are the portals now free?

We’ll all move to New Earth,

all by wings, in full glee!

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