The power of the third eye and eighth sense. Can you tell what are these creatures?
Dr Abe V Rotor
I cling to the leaves on the nether side,
gnawing for a living on its edible part,
and make a shingle out of it which I carry
on my back, then transfer nearby for the next meal,
and another shingle, until I look like a pagoda
sans base, moving from place to place;
then I stop and rest, I remain in stupor.
then metamorphose leaving my domain -
if I am male, I have wings to fly away and mate.
Lo! to the female it is wingless and waits for me
for a brief romance, then she withdraws into temple
now a maternal nest, and our life cycle is complete.
What am I?
Obnoxious I look and smell no one dares to get near,
much less to pick me neither by beak nor tongue,
for my enemies are few, so my friends - if I know;
you see, if you are ugly and dirty no one bothers you,
like anyone else not excluding some humans;
but in my case Nature designed me this way,
and she thinks I'm beautiful, to me it is a gift of life;
surviving a cruel world. I rest now and someday
I'll metamorphose into something beautiful
in the eyes of man, so beautiful and dainty
no one will ever ask what I was before.
What am I?
Answers: Cryptothelea heckmeyeri Heyl (pagoda bagworm), will metamorphose into a moth; Papilio alphenol caterpillar on citrus leaves, will metamophose into a butterfly. Bothe belong to Order Lepidoptera.