I have a home
It is under the leaf
It is green where I roam
Here at home
I have spots
The protect me from sun
They accumulate with age
This of my spots
I have antennas
That probe my way forth
It helps to detect
These nice antennas
I have six legs
That propel me forth
They aren’t all that I have
These here short legs
For I have wings
That fold out from secrets
They fly me back home
There with my wings
