The children of today are deprived of kakuna merchandise. Back in the golden age every pokémon was important enough to get something. Of course there were already the shillmons monopolising the figurines and bedsheets, but within the endless deluge of pokétat flooding the world all 151 had some amount of representation, even measly kakuna.
If a bright-eyed little bug catcher falls in love with kakuna today, what are they to do? They could ask their parents to order a kakuna sitting cuties plush, I suppose, but that's about it. And how are they expected to learn that that's an option? Where are the kakunas sitting on shelves when their parents drag them along for grocery shopping? Those times are gone, never to return
At the bottom of a drawer full of plastic crap I found a valuable artefact: a kakuna sticker of old, unused and unfaded. Now, somewhere in this wide world, you may see an image of kakuna hidden on a lamppost close to a small public playground. If the sight of it can incite even one malleable little mind into becoming a lover of all things kakuna then its purpose will be fulfilled, and glad would he have been to know its fate who wrought it slowly long ago in the deeps of time.