Buzzing Marchfly

I sit on the edge of the sand pit.

Suddenly I hear it, the buzz sound

That goes around and around,

And zig-zags up and down

I turn, I spin, where could it be?

I know it wants to bite me!

Slap, slap, bang, crack! Where is it?

I swear I got it!

I stand up, waving my arms around,

here and there, then I see it,

The buzzing, the quick marchfly,

It's coming for me!

Slap, snap, crunch! I know I got it, yes!

I open my hand, I feel the crawling, the wiggling and squiggling

It's still alive trying to fly.