Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Black Crickets

They do make their own enemies of this why pretend
Of the farmers and gardeners they are not a friend
During Summer they eat grass and growing vegetables every night and day
Costly to crop and grass growers of them one might say
In the paddocks and gardens the males singing one does hear
In the ground the female lay their eggs in late Summer of the year
In the sunshine quite pretty to look at in beauty they do not lack
Black crickets they are known as since they are shiny black
To say they have friends would be telling a lie
In the cool and wet weather of Autumn they die
But the next generation will hatch out is Spring
The cycles of Nature is an amazing thing
Though they only live a few months at the longest and die
To say they have friends would be telling a lie.

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