Should cicada do its thing

And monotonously sing

Darkly in a thicket,

You may know what goes on there

Isn’t in the least bit fair,

But completely, au contraire,

Simply isn’t cricket! 


(For those who haven’t been there yet
My Christmas story don’t forget;
If you don’t read it soon, I fear
You’ll have to wait another year!)

 © December 2012 Colonialist (WordPress/Blogs 24)

About colonialist

Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies. Recently Indie Publishing has been added to this list.
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18 Responses to REALLY AWFUL CHIRP

  1. zirkie says:

    LOL, you always make me laugh!! A happy and blessed 2013 to you and your loved ones! I hope there will be some more grandchildren! 😉


  2. nrhatch says:

    I love listening to crickets chirp . . . but cicadas are TOO LOUD. Loved the poem. 😀


  3. granny1947 says:

    Here it is not the crickets.
    The frogs are back in full throat.


  4. The Asian says:

    Those things drive me completely insane! I would hunt them down if I could


  5. 68ghia says:

    whatever they’re doing in the dark thicket – it means that it’s hot enough for even the flies to sit quietly!!
    Moving in this heat is almost impossible 😉


  6. newsferret says:

    The only cricket we have here
    is that game of days
    to start on the second day of the new year.


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