The grasshopper hated winter. She could feel it approaching, with its gusts of cold air that left her continuously shivering, and knew there was nothing she could do about it.
The few insects she'd
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that wasps can be short-sighted.
She's frightened of them,
so we hung a fake nest at the door—
said they wouldn't come in.
An errant stinger
zigzagged past
and we told her
it must have been because
he needed better spectacles.
She relaxed
as we ushered him out.
The ability of grown-ups
to tell all sorts of slanted truths
to trusting youngsters
is not news.
Other awfulnesses have included
the tooth fairy
(well, any fairy really),
that crusts make your hair curl,
and that kisses make it better.
In every lie, a grain of truth
especially
about the kissing.