Monomorphic Adolescence

Concerto for Twelve Saxophones by Olgierd Rudak. (Although I think these are sawfly larvas rather than caterpillars.)

Monomorphic Adolescence

Many moth and butterflies
Are wearing genders proud –
Males are coloured-up as males,
And ladies sport theirs loud.
But back when we were caterpillars,
We dressed all the same,
Until ourr pupas split to show the world,
As out we came.
It’s not like we have any choice,
Deciding which we’d rather –
Our future’s set before we’re laid,
The sons become the fathers.
It must be hard to be a parent
Waiting long to be amazed –
Your kids emerge from their cocoons
And then you see what sort you raised.
Except…a very few can play both sides,
Maintain the riddle –
With two wings boys and two wings girls,
And split straight down the middle.
Alas they cannot breed, these ones,
They’re an incidental plus –
But their flight is just as crooked,
And their tongues as long as us.

Of course, by the time most caterpillars pupate, their parents are long gone. A few butterflies such as the tortoiseshell can hibernate over the Winter, though of course these are the ones which emerged late in the previous year and they don’t mate until the following Spring.

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