Paulina: What are the daily thoughts of a caterpillar teenager?
Beatnik: groak… it means, to watch people while they’re eating and secretly hope they will invite you to join them.
Butterflies! I roll my eyes! So ungrounded, they dare advise! Wafty sermons they totally deal. LIKE THEY KNOW HOW I FEEL!?
Like they know the pain I go through, Far away watching her every chew That leaf I glimpse on a neighbouring tree. Only Robert Smith truly understands me.
When you want to swap leaves for a chick it’s called “groaking,” My mates say “bros before hos,” provoking. They know I’m about to give up Make like a fly and butter me up.