Twisted Love

Emerging from my host now fully grown, I test my twisted wings on freedom short; Then start my search for your sweet pheromone, And spy you bulging like a grotesque wart. You occupy the belly of a bee Cocooned inside and safe from any pain, At least until you copulate with me; If you don’t … Read more…

The Pollen Thieves

The nightshade is a plant locked in a war, They keep their pollen under lock and key From pollen thieves who try to hit their score, Committing acts of pollen burglary. Who would have thought this from the humble bee, It’s black and yellow stripes a warning sign That they ignore the nightshade’s desperate plea. … Read more…

The beekeepers are wondering what to do

The beekeepers are wondering what to do, Their stock has fallen by forty per cent; They scratch their heads and only wish they knew What the demise of their poor insects meant. For whilst the winter loss rates now were few, The summer losses were on the ascent. Backyard keepers blamed the varroa mite; As … Read more…

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