chirping
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It's late in the night i hear the crickets chirping to the sound of their own little songs, in the open field with a bunch of chirping crickets is where my heart belongs.
Spring is a cheerful
And warm time
Flowers are blooming
Birds are singing
And having babies
The cold climate is going,
And spring is near
There is a faint chirping in the yard
a chill in the air
the crickets are serenading along with my
tick-tacking fingers
and the hair on my arms is standing up.
