My Last Seen Butterfly

One day I was home,
When a mysterious truck pulled up,
A tall soldier with shiny boots,
A shiny diamond,

I ran to the cellar and hid,
The banging on the door,
Was loud very loud,
a drummer drumming,
a drum hard and fast,

A butterfly came in,
Through the window,
As it flew onto my finger,
The soldier came bursting in,

He took me away,
No one helped me,
No one heard screaming,
That was my last seen butterfly

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