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No Butterflies

No butterflies but I know I like you
Not even the slightest touchy feeling
I check myself from time to time
But I know there really isn’t

I like being around you
The sight of you is joy to me
Being close to you is wonderful
But still no butterflies

The butterflies don’t gauge my real emotions
But I think I know why there is none of it
Because I’m afraid to get ahead of myself
When the uncertainty and the unknown
Is quite obvious

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I Wave Goodbye When Butter Flies

I wave good-bye when butter flies
and cheer a boxing match,
I’ve often watched my pillow fight,
I’ve sewn a cabbage patch,
I like to dance at basket balls
or lead a rubber band,
I’ve marveled at a spelling bee,
I’ve helped a peanut stand.
It’s possible a pencil points,
but does a lemon drop?
Does coffee break or chocolate kiss,
and will a soda pop?
I share my milk with drinking straws,
my meals with chewing gum,
and should I see my pocket change,
I’ll hear my kettle drum.
It makes me sad when lettuce leaves,
I laugh when dinner rolls,
I wonder if the kitchen sinks
and if a salad bowls,
I’ve listened to a diamond ring,
I’ve waved a football fan,
and if a chimney sweeps the floor,
I’m sure the garbage can.
– Jack Prelutsky