The Locusts are Coming
The locusts are coming
They’ll be here soon
Turning all greenery black
Obliterating the moon
Devouring vegetation
Causing aggravation
Raising a ruckus and din
A sorry state the world is in
Yet in three weeks they’ll die out
And I bet you’ll shout
for joy as their shells go snap-crackle-crunch
when your pet aardvark eats them for brunch
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2024
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