Larry
the cricket, once there was
A friendly
old chap, stuck in a vase
He jumped
and twirl, escape was near
Poor
Larry was scared, and filled with fear.
Jack
was his name, this little boy
Captured
Larry he did, and took his joy
Curious
he was, now let me see
What
the cricket does when he’s not free
Jump!
Skip! Hop! Then fall on his head
Larry
got angry, Larry saw red!
Everyone
heard how he screamed and shout,
But
no one was brave to help Larry out.
Then
Jack got bored, and Jack moved on
Forgot
all about Larry, and he was gone.
Larry
got tired of shouting and jumping
And
felt like nothing he did was helping.
Larry
grew hungry as night time fall
He
could eat his own leg or nothing at all.
Wide
eyed Larry just lied still and stared.
Although
he was lonely, he was no longer scared.
Larry
felt a big calm washed over his mood
He
did not know where it came from, but it was good.
Somehow
Larry knew he was free
Even
though, through his own eyes, he could not see.
As he lay still, he did not go far
A fly made its appearance in the glass
jar.It buzzed and was noisy, curiously looked
Larry knew exactly how to get the fly hooked
As the fly flew near, Larry couldn’t
stop
His excitement and hopes of seeing the
fly drop
The fly moving closer got Larry in a
twist
If he had little fingers, he would have
made little fists
Larry focused so hard on catching the
fly
He wouldn’t even notice his best
friend go by.
Slowly does it, plan for the leap
Something that Larry could do in his
sleep
As Larry got ready, the fly noticed the
plan
And change direction as quick as he can
In the same moment, Larry jumped up so far
That he find that he jumped right
out of the jar!
