Annoyus maximus

I am attempting sleep right now – or I was – in a very unusual bit of downtime around the midnight hour. I have discovered that I have a new pet. I don’t have to feed him/her, nor do I need to walk this critter. It just stays in my house, unassuming, until nightfall, when it begins to CHIRP-CHIRP-CHIRP.

You have perhaps guessed by now that my uninvited house guest is a cricket. My mind is wandering back to “A Cricket in Times Square”, a book I read as a child about a singing cricket in New York City. Can’t quite remember the details now.

This “singing”, as it were, has inspired what I believe to be my first ever haiku:

Infernal chirping,
One with exoskeleton,
Crunchy Gooey Mess