September Jesters

Ever walk through a yard or meadow, and seen one of those black and gold butterflies that vanish when they land?
It's not paranoia if they are out to get you...

September Jesters

While Grasshoppers may fly on wings,
His Cricket Cousin with them sings
  by chirping both together in a cheep
The Cricket is invisible,
  ever out of site he keeps
While the ‘Hopper and he
  plot conspiracies, to tease

As I walk on through the grass
  a Brown-Black Butterfly appears,
  with gold gilt wing tips shear
He flies away and flings himself
  in a grass tuft yards ahead

I’ve often seen perched butterflies,
  as tall gay sails they hold their wings,
Yet where this Merry Prankster’s gone
  I do not see a thing,
Although there’s Cousin Grasshopper
  who regards me with a grin

"Oh, have you lost your butterfly?"
"Why, yes, have you seen him?"
"Oh no, no no no no no, no!"

I walk along and then I see
   Gilt Butterfly again takes wing
While cousin Cricket plays along
  his off tune autumn violin song