"No matter how many times you help the hamburger, it always manages to get back in jeopardy again. Sometimes I just want it to STAY HELPED, you know? For a little bit. I feel like the maid. I just cleaned up this mess. Can we keep it clean for ten minutes?!"

[–] moosetwin@lemmy.dbzer0.com 7 points 9 months ago (1 children)

I’ve been thinking about caterpillars
And the things they don’t know
All they do is eat on leaves and then they gradually grow
When they pop out of their eggs, do they have any clue
What their life will have in store for them and what they will do?
They don’t know where they’re headed
They don’t know where they’re from
And they have absolutely no idea what they will become
Thеse little wormies mеtamorphosize into something more
But I want to make it clear
This song is not a metaphor

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[–] uriel238@lemmy.blahaj.zone 5 points 9 months ago

You can't change a lightbulb unless it wants to change.

[–] brownsunny148@discuss.tchncs.de 2 points 9 months ago

@suika Here is a poem about animals that you like Butterflies are beautiful but have to go through the process of growing up from caterpillars. Butterflies are beautiful but if the caterpillars they spawn are not good for the plants, it seems there are always two sides.