Moth

I have a pet, it is a moth,
I keep it on the table cloth.

It doesn't move, it stays so still,
You might well think it is quite ill.

But when you turn, it flits it's wings,
It soars and then it's moth song sings:

♫ Oh how I love the warmth of light,
it calls to me most every night ♫

♫ I flap about, but don't be scared,
for me there's not much to be feared ♫

♫ My life is fun but oh, so short,
with nothing learned, but one thing taught ♫

♫ Don't shoot past dad whilst on a caper,
you might get squished by Wednesday's paper! ♫