. . .
The still of night shadows o’er me
Putting weary thoughts to rest.
Time it is for quiet, peaceful hours in our humble nest.
Z-Zing . . .
Out of somewhere comes a-singing;
A constant, high-pitched sound a-ringing.
A nasty, little cricket hides deep within my house.
Zing-Zing-Zing . . .
Blessed sleep eludes me;
My annoyance is aroused.
Cricket still is singing from somewhere in my house.
Zing . . .
The cricket took a breather.
Ahh…restful quiet still may come.
I hope he forgot the lyrics of his summer nighttime song.
Z-Zing-Zing-Zing-Zing . . .
On a desperate mission,
I leave my slumb’ring spouse
Creeping and a-looking for that singing, lonesome louse.
Zing-Zing-Zing . . .
Hiding in my basement,
That six-legged teaser wins
Sitting there triumphantly underneath my freezer.
Zing-Zing . . .
I give up the battle.
I pillow my head; cricket stops!
Ha-ha, hurray, quiet!!… And then…the rooster crows.
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LOL. I love this one! It’s so cute. The pictures, feelings, and sounds you put in my head while reading it made me laugh out loud for real
It’s perfect. You’re so precious, Mom!!
Hey, Sweetie,
I am glad you enjoyed it. We had 116 hits for it. Mike figures that the volume came from what I posted, not the new cards he added.
I looked for photos to fit online and most of them were for the game not the insect. So maybe a lot of sport enthusiasts got disappointed when they saw what I wrote. But I am glad you liked it. Love, MOM