I stalked a cricket for midnight's meal
beyond a stick, it did conceal.
With my claw, the stick I tossed
but the cricket, I still lost.
The stick, it blinked with goggle eyes
"I'm glad you threw me, the pain was nice."
A sandwitch board around his head
read, "I am dinner. I am Fred."
I paused in curiosity
he's no more than a bug, like me?
"How could the largest bug I meet
see himself as food to eat?"
"Dear scorpion, I cannot create
unless first devoured by a mantis mate."
"I do suppose I understand
to birth, I burrow in the sand."
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