A cocoon is warm and cosy
No you can’t come in and have a nosy
I’m almost ready to be free
I have grown wings I’m filled with glee
I burst through my silk moth cage
With my silk most rage.





A cocoon is warm and cosy
No you can’t come in and have a nosy
I’m almost ready to be free
I have grown wings I’m filled with glee
I burst through my silk moth cage
With my silk most rage.