Spot-on
Oh ladybug, oh ladybug, I like the coat on your back
Black dots over your colour I read before you flew away
Into the centre of something stationary with a comfortable smile
Fly back to the sunflower with the deceptive name
For its nectar will fade from your stomach in a little while
And you’ll turn your antennas to your next sweet conquest
Keep taking what you need to fuel your lust filled feet
Leaving only the husks, a miserable mess, an ignorant head
I thought ladybugs ate away the pests of the heart
I’m often mistaken with my overoptimistic thoughts
Such petty desires when the garden has so much to offer
I wish you’d fly into something that would just stop and stick
And time alone would make you think of what’s really within
Your layovers do take a physical toll as the black spots attest
You’re eating fast-food with no thoughts of what you did
Oh ladybug, oh ladybug, I like your coat and its self-inflicted stains
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