Caterpillar

There once was a caterpillar named, uh, "Caterpillar"...

He lived in a jar, not very far

from Preston's bed shaped like a car.

Then one day, Preston said "Hey!"

As he looked at his caterpillar gone brown.

I said "He's not dead, he's just sitting down with a big frown, so settle down."

But really, the caterpillar was toast,

too many days in a jar to roast,

with a 3 year old showing him to everyone to boast.

Goodbye caterpillar, it was fun.

While you were in a jar out of the sun,

Kept, admired, and loved by our little Preston.