Monday, April 22, 2024

Cicada Ode

A life cycle with a prime number of years
Your mating call does split our ears
17 summers spent undeground
When you emerge, an unmistakable sound

Your survival is based on being a swarm
You don't emerge until the soil is warm
It can be hard to rhyme about insects
I'll pick an easier topic next

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