Yard, Gardens, Birds and Critters

  This One Makes Three By Mary J Williams © I went to take a shower I didn’t want company There is another cricket In the tub I see How do they get in there? Why don’t they fly out? There is no food around Of that, I have no doubt I am as naked as can be I grab the cricket in my hand March him to the door Throw him, don’t care where he lands I don’t want to see another Other crickets, do not come in There is a toilet close by Flush, and you go down in the spin.  

A Cricket Rescue By Mary J Williams © I am a cricket As some can plainly see I came inside this place Getting warm was the key This place I fell Is cold and slick I can’t get out Even though I can kick I am resting awhile I am under something dark Maybe I will be okay And the panic was just a lark Oh no, there is water It’s really coming down Now I really think That I might even drown Wait, what is that It’s trying to capture me Finally, I’m in a dark place Circled by a soft lee I feel a little safe But am not really sure There is a little bounce What am I to endure? I hear a funny noise I smell and hear the air suddenly the lee opened up Now how will I fare? I see the sky above The ground is down below I am back outside Thanks to the saving soul!