ROW AFTER ROW
They crawl out from warm mulch, just after snow,
In hidings from tunnels row after row;
They rest among dew drops and fly out to bring
Their red spots of colors to gardens of spring.
They venture on forewings and six little feet,
To places in parkways away from the street;
They clump then go climbing along on their run,
To shadowy places away from the sun.
They scatter in fields until early in fall,
When they corner and cluster in cracks in the wall;
Then tumbling onward those Ladybugs go,
To hidings in tunnels in row after row.
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