“Cricket” by Marie Taylor
Early crickets now
Hungry grackles in the fall
Nature unbalanced
I hear you, insect
With your relentless chirping
Now where do you hide?
Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp (5)
Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp (7)
Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp (5)
Oh the humanity!
So many dead crickets here.
Oh the cricketity!
