"God, I wanna' be brilliant, I wanna' glow in the dark,"

said a grasshopper to the sky, which perched perilously atop the steeples of the world.

Seconds later, a robin swoops from a clothesline, snatches the incognizant orthoptera in her dainty beak from a blade of grass, and returns like a boomerang to the very spot she had previously alighted.

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I want to write a weird firefly/bug allegory, involving religion, reincarnation, hiccups, and unearthly tarps. Keep your eyes peeled. I'm going to want opinions.

Thanks.