The caterpillar did see occasional flashes of beautiful colours

and smelt the most beautiful smells -

but when someone said that one day it would see them more clearly    

and smell them more freely -

it put its head down -

                chewed harder on its leaf -

                                and muttered:

                                 "No way. I'm content with my nice green leaf.
                                   I keep my feet on the ground, thank you very much."

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