Your Poetry Dot Com - Cricket Blues

Array ( [sid] => 144321 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Cricket Blues [time] => 2008-08-02 12:09:57 [hometext] => cowrite shelby and Nosaint [bodytext] => Little crickets singing at night
oh how we love their song.
Could lay awake and listen
the entire night long.

I love the crickets when outside,
but companies by that name,
bring me to the point,
I want to hurt and main
this rolling coaster ride I'm on
I sure wish would stop
I'm talking with my friends
Then I'm gone in a pop.

My computer has a cricket
I don't think its very fair
Every time I try to talk
I find out I'm not there.

Cricket bashing
Has become our new sport
Had to put a revolving door
on my USB Port

Every once in awhile
you may even hear someone yell four
as another piece of cricket
goes sailing out the door

Now you would think
If you pay good money
some service you would get
but getting booted isn't funny
this thing always takes a *****!

So it’s time to kill the cricket,
put it back where it belongs.
The only place I want a cricket
is outdoors in nature singing happy songs.

(Not on my computer)

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Cricket Blues
Date: Saturday, 2nd August 2008 @ 12:09:57 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: shelby

Little crickets singing at night
oh how we love their song.
Could lay awake and listen
the entire night long.

I love the crickets when outside,
but companies by that name,
bring me to the point,
I want to hurt and main
this rolling coaster ride I'm on
I sure wish would stop
I'm talking with my friends
Then I'm gone in a pop.

My computer has a cricket
I don't think its very fair
Every time I try to talk
I find out I'm not there.

Cricket bashing
Has become our new sport
Had to put a revolving door
on my USB Port

Every once in awhile
you may even hear someone yell four
as another piece of cricket
goes sailing out the door

Now you would think
If you pay good money
some service you would get
but getting booted isn't funny
this thing always takes a *****!

So it’s time to kill the cricket,
put it back where it belongs.
The only place I want a cricket
is outdoors in nature singing happy songs.

(Not on my computer)

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