By Jayant Deshpande
One sunny day in the Leea bush,
Fluttering butterflies were on a rush.
The Brown king crows,
Feeding in rows.
Common Silver line settled without haste,
Whilst the Common Jay had no time to waste.
Tailed Jay took a sip on the wing,
Kept on flying in a ring.
A florescent Blue Bottle flew past
As if it was on a self imposed fast
There came a common Rose
Who wouldn't care for a pose
Of the pieridae
Gulls & Emigrants were the representee
The common Nawab not to be left behind
Found himself a dead crab hind
The vain male Daniad egg fly
Kept chasing away every other butterfly
It was one Leea bush they all share
Taking turns at every ware
Man(un)kind has a lot to learn
From these lovely lepidopterans
( Picture of Common Crow Butterfly was taken by Jayant Deshpande)