Thought the butterfly as she flitted over the moon,
"I can't stay here, I'll have to leave soon.
It is a matter that's sad to state
But on this place, alas, I have hardly any weight.
How can I lay eggs or perpetuate my race
If I can't even land but float off into space?
Alas!" she added, " I may be over the Moon
But it's the worth of the Earth that is my greatest boon."
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