The ladybird.A spotty dotty domino with legs.

Munching on a piece of green privet.

I bet his teeth are teeny, tiny , how long

will it take him to eat the leaf?

How does he drink? I bet he drinks raindrops.

I put my finger out to him and he likes me.

He creeps slowly onto my fingernail, with

legs like black cotton thread.

Then he suddenly goes dotty, feeling all spotty.

He runs up my arm, making my tiny hairs tingle.

I love my spotty, dotty, domino.

All my best memories are tinged with visions of ladybirds.