Kyle+J.

That one thing

__A poem__ There once was a purple butterfly. He thought he could not die. He would do dangerous things, and would think himself a great king. One day, a fire consumed, the forest went up in a plume, the Butterfly thought he could stop the fire, and save this forest of a time dire, but he was caught in a fiery wisp, and the poor butterfly burnt to a crisp. __Another poem__