Okay, now I'm visualizing the eleven o'clock song, a baudy little number to wake the audience up.
I see the lead cicada singing romantically downstage about how he is looking for the love of his life and only has a short time to find her while a chorus of more pracitcal sex starved cicadas sing upstage. Their chorus would be something melodramatically off key and the lyrics might be along the lines of:

We got no time for love.
Love will just have to wait.
Seventeen years is enough.
Love's not a part of our fate.
No time for love
but sex would be great!!

then the romantic lead would go into some romantic love song and his lover could come onstage and sing demurely back to him and get pulled off stage by the baudy cicadas and the romantic guy could finally get close enough to kiss her as they both die.

As you can see, I am a very SICK person.
What a way to go.
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