Cicada Love
Cicadas in the summer trees
Possess a choral expertise.
Tummy muscles trill in song,
“Wee-ooooh-Wee-ooooh”
all day long.
Armored body, jerky gait,
eyes that seem to contemplate.
See-through wings and legs askew,
you shed a skin,
And now you’re new!
You are searching for a wife,
to share your leafy insect life.
Prehistoric wonder bug,
Could another love your mug?
Good luck out there,
With Cupid’s call
and may you find your one and all.
I have one fear, I must confess
Please, do not fly up my dress.
