Oh, Mr. Cricket who sings his song
I'm sorry but I hope it won't be too long
I'm searching high and low
But I can't seem to find you, so you can go....
In my house, I hear you loud and clear
where you are, I'm sure you're near
The kitchen is the place you sing
with unending gusto and zing
You've found the perfect spot
To keep you from becoming a big splot
Why must you refuse to stop
this plan, this evil plot
Shush be quiet, my friend
This insanity must end
It's time to find your way
to somewhere far, far away
Out of my house, you must go
please be fast and not slow
Since you can not be found
I beg you, please, to hush that sound!
I'm sorry but I hope it won't be too long
I'm searching high and low
But I can't seem to find you, so you can go....
In my house, I hear you loud and clear
where you are, I'm sure you're near
The kitchen is the place you sing
with unending gusto and zing
You've found the perfect spot
To keep you from becoming a big splot
Why must you refuse to stop
this plan, this evil plot
Shush be quiet, my friend
This insanity must end
It's time to find your way
to somewhere far, far away
Out of my house, you must go
please be fast and not slow
Since you can not be found
I beg you, please, to hush that sound!
7 comments:
LOL...
Good Luck! :-)
Love your poem. I didn't know you wrote! I want to see more!:-)
Love this ode - it's so YOU - compliment the cricket, encourage it politely to leave, call it "friend," two instances of "please" in the last stanza.... so Heather! So nice! :-)
So, did it go?
I'm not sure what happened to him. I shut the lights off last night and told Mr. Cricket it was bedtime and we haven't heard him since. Hopefully he escaped to the great outdoors....I'd hate to think he starved to death!
You are now worried that he starved. LOL
God love you Heather. :-)
I probally Scared him to death i banged on the wall with the Tongs and said Shut up.. =D
Don't thing he like that.
Your talents are endless
I agree with grandma! Your talents are endless
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