RedRavenPoems

Calamity, some insanity

These things are simply a profanity.

They shock us to death

Leave us wounded now bereft.

 Cricket shock at the price

Of a single box of rice.

Gasping breath when looking at eggs

I think I’ll have a sandwich instead

Nope, no good.

Guess I’ll have no food.

 Gas went up, what a surprise

Guess I’ll lay on down and die.