The Grasshopper

A green grasshopper came into my kitchen

 

I found him resting above the sink

Moved him to the open window’s frame

 

He crept along its outer edge

Saved from a spider’s web

 

He’s come to say fare-well!

 

I squished a Concord grape

Dabbed its ruby-ish juice just above his head

He pressed his little face against the liquid bubble

And he drank

 

Slurp

Slurp

 

My friend, the grasshopper

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