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“Crickets”
They chirp in endless pitches,
Hoping not to fall into those silly ditches,
Or away from hungry frogs,
They clutter around the grasses and even a bog,
In harmony they stand.
When good comes of it they warn each other.
Temperatures and anonymity being their strife.
What more do they fiend?
For what do them crickets sing?
Besides something that coincides and rings,
There is no harm in listening.
9/7/2013
- by Yukilunny598 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/27/2013 |
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- Title: Crickets
- Artist: Yukilunny598
- Description: lol I have a lot of Crickets at home and it normally drives some of my family members nuts. But you know what? They can tell you the temperature by their pitch, stop chirping when danger is near, and some other interesting things. Cool huh?
- Date: 09/27/2013
- Tags: crickets
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