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This is a poem I wrote about a cricket I saw on the floor when I was taking a poop. Enjoy. As I sat in deep concentration. I noticed a bug with determination. Battling for his life like an MMA Fight. His breathing constraint, shallow but sweet. What was his last meal or did he eat? His fight was valiant but not enough. His last few moments were oh so rough. I wondered if hed lived life well or maybe he would soon see hell. In his last seconds his body moved slow. As his muscles knew, it was time to let go. With one last jerk he sprang for life. Then it was over, oh the pain, what strife. The poison ran through him like a Mexican meal. Had he and Lucifer made a deal? I shall never know the things I seek. But one thing for sure, never disrespectful the meek.
Posted on: Wed, 06 Aug 2014 16:12:17 +0000

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