Ladybug
Ladybug! Ladybug! Fly away home;
Your house is on fire, your children all gone;
All but one, and her name is Ann,
And she crept under the pudding pan.
Your house is on fire, your children all gone;
All but one, and her name is Ann,
And she crept under the pudding pan.
Did you say this poem to Ladybugs when you were a child? I did. If you want to learn facts and lore about Ladybugs, go to Mrs. Seagraves wonderful website.
I dedicate this posting to blog pal Deb over at Ladybug from Texas.
Note: One spring, Tall Husband and I bought a bag of Ladybugs to help us with an aphid problem. We carefully followed the instructions for releasing them onto our plants. I guess they hadn't read the instructions, for they all flew immediately to our neighbor's garden.



