Biston betularia (Peppered moth)

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Flap your little wings at night
Be not like your friend
Colorful, your wings are not
Newspaper-like they are

A light is on
You like the light
Fly to it
Meet all your friends

These friends have things to say
Soon another light comes
Too bright for you
And so you fly to sleep through the morning

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