Long Legged Dan
I found a little cricket and placed
him in a can,
I even gave him a name and
called him Long Legged Dan.
I picked lots of grass
for him to eat,
and dandelions for his
afternoon treat.
But after about an
hour or two,
I noticed old Dan was
feeling quite blue.
He was missing his freedom
and feeling homesick,
so I turned him loose and
he jumped on a stick.
I felt kinda sad
but tried not to cry,
then Dan hopped away
as I waved goodbye.
Written By Kathy J Parenteau
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