Nature executes her duties,
Fills the world with savage beauties
Sharp of tooth and fierce of claw –
Mighty is the carnivore.
Creatures which are most beguiling
Merely furnish stomach-lining:
Nothing in the world as edgy
As animals both small and veggie.
This earth was never meant to be
A place of equanimity:
Reality, it seems, is bleak
The strong will always eat the weak
Might and muscle, fast and sleek,
Feast on fluffy, cute and meek.
Fortunate the favoured few
Nature paints in vivid hue.
Red provides a broad suggestion,
‘Eating me gives indigestion’ –
Always saved a savage mauling
Anything that tastes appalling.
Hunters know that prey dressed kitschy
At very best will leave them itchy
And those that wear a peacock suit
Are seldom worthy of pursuit
Creatures written most prosaic
Merely join this earth’s mosaic
Fate and future clearly wrote;
Listed under Table d’hote.
A few double entendres and a scattering of preposterous rhymes. I look out of my window as I type this and the countryside is currently beyond beautiful. Everything is in full leaf, most is in colourful bloom; everything that bloomed in early spring is full of fast-ripening fruit. Nature provides the most stunning backdrop to the most gruesome of fates…