The Very Quiet Cricket
The Very Quiet Cricket The Very Quiet Cricket One warm day, from a tiny egg a little cricket was born. Welcome! chirped a big cricket, rubbing his wings together. The little cricket wanted to answer, so he rubbed his wings together. But nothing happened. Not a sound. Good morning! whizzed a locust, spinning through the air. The little cricket wanted to answer, so he rubbed his wings together. But nothing happened. Not a sound. Hello! whispered a praying mantis, scraping its huge f
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The Very Quiet Cricket
The Very Quiet Cricket
One warm day, from a tiny egg a little cricket was born.
Welcome! chirped a big cricket, rubbing his wings together.
The little cricket wanted to answer, so he rubbed his wings together.
But nothing happened. Not a sound.
Good morning! whizzed a locust, spinning through the air.
The little cricket wanted to answer, so he rubbed his wings together.
But nothing happened. Not a sound.
Hello! whispered a praying mantis, scraping its huge front legs together.
The little cricket wanted to answer, so he rubbed his wings together.
But nothing happened. Not a sound.
Good day! crunched a worm, munching its way out of an apple.
The little cricket wanted to answer, so he rubbed his wings together.
But nothing happened. Not a sound.
