The Element Of Surprise
We are two pods
So different in shape and color
But our outcomes are completely different
We are hardly able to defend ourselves
As we are subjected to so much harsh punishment
When there is no need for it at all
Just leave us alone so we can shed our skin
And just when the time is right
And our skin cracks it will either reveal
A lovely butterfly or nasty looking bee
With glowing red eyes and two drills on both hands