A poem from 2024
By Jonathan Semple
Yellow Legs
Vespa Velutina has arrived
She hawks, she hovers hostile at the Hive
She darts, she grabs a Honeybee or three
And rips away their Legs high on a Tree
She takes a tiny protein-rich packed Lunch
To feed her Mother’s growing Brady Bunch
And so the next Year’s wicked Plans are laid
The murd’rous Asian Hornet plies her Trade
Food for Birds you’d hope, but not this Tucker
There’s not a Creature here will eat the f***er
Jon Semple, 2024
Vespa Velutina has arrived
She hawks, she hovers hostile at the Hive
She darts, she grabs a Honeybee or three
And rips away their Legs high on a Tree
She takes a tiny protein-rich packed Lunch
To feed her Mother’s growing Brady Bunch
And so the next Year’s wicked Plans are laid
The murd’rous Asian Hornet plies her Trade
Food for Birds you’d hope, but not this Tucker
There’s not a Creature here will eat the f***er
Jon Semple, 2024