Here's something written in the summer of 2008 by local poet R. Steven Heaps. It is called "Entomological Ingratitude."

Say there, you artists,

playwrights and peers

who complain how your

works are reviewed.

Think again, if you will,

please pause, now be still;

I ask that you consider this:

provide here your pity, your

well-meaning prayers for

the ill-fated daddy mantis.

For whether his performance

is frail or robust

you might say he gets

doubly screwed

when his lady invariably

gives him her thanks

and he finds that his head

has been chewed.

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