@sciencebase There must surely be a (Grecian) Urn Moth to write an ode about....
Ode on a Grecian Moth (with apologies to Keats)
Thou flickering fluttering bride of the night,
Thou offspring of the cryptic and slow climb,
Sylvan sentinal, who hides in plain sight
Thine secret wing a taste for all time
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@sciencebase Big improvement on the Keats I was forced to eat school.
@sciencebase Without milk or sugar.
@SteelFolk Keatabix