There once was a girl who loved bugs,
She'd catch them in jars and give them hugs.
She'd watch them crawl and fly around,
And never once did she feel bound.

One day she found a beetle so grand,
With shiny wings and a golden band.
She held it close and made a wish,
To be a bug and feel the bliss.

Suddenly she felt a change,
Her body shrinking, her mind deranged.
She looked down and saw six legs,
And felt a joy she couldn't beg.

Now she's a beetle, free to roam,
In a world that feels like home.
She flutters her wings and feels the breeze,
And knows that this is where she's meant to be.