`` First it is a little grub , And then it is a nice yellow cocoon , And then the butterfly Eats its way out soon . `` They live on dew and honey , They do not have any hive , They do not sting like wasps , and bees , and hornets , And to be as good as they are we should strive . `` I should like to be a beautiful butterfly , All yellow , and blue , and green , and red ; But I should not like To have Dan put camphor on my poor little head . '' This unusual burst of genius brought down the house , and Demi was obliged to read it again , a somewhat difficult task , as there was no punctuation whatever , and the little poet 's breath gave out before he got to the end of some of the long lines . `` He will be a Shakespeare yet , '' said Aunt Jo , laughing as if she would die , for this poetic gem reminded her of one of her own , written at the age of ten , and beginning gloomily , `` I wish I had a quiet tomb , Beside a little rill ; Where birds , and bees , and butterflies , Would sing upon the hill . '' `` Come on , Tommy . If there is as much ink inside your paper as there is outside , it will be a long composition , '' said Mr. Bhaer , when Demi had been induced to tear himself from his poem and sit down . `` It is n't a composition , it 's a letter . You see , I forgot all about its being my turn till after school , and then I did n't know what to have , and there was n't time to read up ; so I thought you would n't mind my taking a letter that I wrote to my Grandma . It 's got something about birds in it , so I thought it would do . '' With this long excuse , Tommy plunged into a sea of ink and floundered through , pausing now and then to decipher one of his own flourishes . `` MY DEAR GRANDMA , I hope you are well . Uncle James sent me a pocket rifle . It is a beautiful little instrument of killing , shaped like this -LSB- Here Tommy displayed a remarkable sketch of what looked like an intricate pump , or the inside of a small steam-engine -RSB- 44 are the sights ; 6 is a false stock that fits in at A ; 3 is the trigger , and 2 is the cock . It loads at the breech , and fires with great force and straightness . I am going out shooting squirrels soon . I shot several fine birds for the museum . They had speckled breasts , and Dan liked them very much . He stuffed them tip-top , and they sit on the tree quite natural , only one looks a little tipsy . We had a Frenchman working here the other day , and Asia called his name so funnily that I will tell you about it .
His name was Germain : first she XXXXX him Jerry , but we laughed at her , and she changed it to Jeremiah ; but ridicule was the result , so it became Mr. Germany ; but ridicule having been again resumed , it became Garrymon , which it has remained ever since .
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