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Waking Up In New Blue Clothes
A caterpillar rested
Upon a skinned bamboo knee
Among those grass trees
With his greenness and segments
He considered the shoots his brothers
But he recalled his mother telling him
That he'd doze in a white sleeping bag
Emerging like a switchblade knife
Revealing its edge
In brilliant new clothes
When he awoke
He was clad in shiny blue
And he found a home fluttering
Among violets and ballerina tutus
