What Katydid

 

 

Just a short time ago

in a place not so far

In a little boy’s hand

was a bug in a jar –

 

The bug we now know

had a plan of her own

To escape - to escape

and make her way home –

 

Clearly this child

must be a thug

To snatch from the wild

such a cute little bug –

 

Now there they both were

just a block down the street

out gathering leaves

for his new friend to eat –

 

As he loosened the lid

a startled surprise

For fly the bug did

as she took to the skies -

 

 

Twas a one-sided friendship

that didn't go far

For you can’t keep your buddy

locked up in a jar –

 

Even when holes

are poked in it for air

The world as we're told

just isn't quite fair –

 

And wouldn't you know

at dinner that night

In the fireflies glow

she told of her plight

 

She spoke of the child

and the jar with its lid

being snatched from the wild

and of what katydid.