
To flying bugs and crawling ants,
A bright bouquet of pitcher plants
Becomes a water park with rides–
They can’t resist the slippery slides!
And once inside the saccules,
They’re trapped and drown in nectar pools.
And no, I’m not being frivolous–
This water park’s carnivorous!
–Photo by me
This is such a delightful poem!
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Thank you, Dawn!!
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😂👏😁
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