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Once, a cricket

Hopped along

Stopped beside me

To chirp his song

He chirped and chirped

While I sat and read

So I stomped on him

And killed him, dead

DISCLAIMER

Now, I’m not always

A mean old jerk

But that freaking cricket

Drove me, berserk

BOEMS BY JA 31