The crickets- A camp poem

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As we put on our helmets,

I was as excited as I could be,

Until I got told about the crickets,

Which really scared me.

As I crawled down the hole,

I knew I had to be brave,

for I was scared of the crickets,

right down in the cave.

I heard a drip and a drop,

Which made me jump high,

I was really freaked out now,

And this was no lie.

I kept telling myself

That I would be fine,

But I still could not keep calm.

I hate that fear of mine!

The lady told us

All about a stalactite.

It was very interesting,

And It was quite a sight.

When we moved on,

I started to relax.

But then I got scared again,

When everything went pitch black.

“Turn on your torches”

The lady said.

“Unless you’d rather

Go back instead?”

As we crawled on,

I couldn’t see any crickets.

It was starting to feel like

A really awesome exhibit.

But then one kid said,

“Everyone look up there!”

And there were two crickets,

They gave me a scare.

I hoped and hoped

That they would not fall

For if they did,

I was sure to bawl.

As we crawled past them,

It was not so bad.

And when we climbed out of the cave,

I actually felt glad!

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