For 17 long years they stay
In limbo, underground,
But when, at last, they do emerge,
You’ll know that they’re around.
Cicadas noisily arrive
And swarm in our surroundings.
We’re powerless to stop them,
With their loud and constant houndings.
But there are clever people
Who don’t try to overlook them.
Instead, they figured out some ways
That they can spice and cook them.
They fry them...
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