How did you,

get into my bathroom?

On the brown papertowel roll,

though at first you fell,

from the lights,

above the sink mirror,

and later i found you…

must be my lucky day,

must be my lucky week,

must be my lucky month,

must be my lucky year,

you have ancestors too,

how great you are,

shift onto my soft finger,

colorblind you are,

now we going outside,

where the sun is shining bright,

though cold you warmed my inner,

oh you do not want to leave me,

well here…a little roll now,

let your legs feel the brick’s edge,

in the sunlight shine brightly,

my ladybug.