La Polilla

We’re outside having dinner. A large moth lands near Lely.

“I DO NOT LIKE MOTHS!”

“Why are you yelling?”

“So the moth won’t land on me.”

“Do you think it speaks English?”

“… Como estas, Butterfly?”

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