Year of the Bug

Lady bugs bite you know,
and how do I know?
Why, I was bit just a moment ago.
The lady bug quite slyly walked off the edge of her leaf,
then on to my finger and sunk in her teeth.
I knew then, but still in disbelief,
that below all her pretty colors, lies a cruel thief.
Such treachery I never suspected,
such vile beguile I never would have detected,
such an evil impostor, beyond all belief,
dwells on the underside of a leaf.
So little children, beware as you crawl into bed and fall fast asleep,
the lady bug waits for you on the edge of her leaf, watching you sleep.
-By Joshua