Buttermoth

The beautiful butterfly
was once an ugly bug
he devoured all our plants
so we put him in a jug
a cacoons what he turned into
what a pleasant sight
all wrapped up in his crycilis
all day and all night
then sometime later
about two weeks or more
out popped a little butterfly
with more beauty than before
he lived inside our house
all black like a goth
when all our clothes were eaten
we knew he was a moth

Ummmm.... i wrote this poem cuz my little brother had a class project to take care of a cacoon and to see what it would turn in2 so it just gave me the idea.