Do Not Go into Artificial Light

Do not go into artificial light, Our lamps can bring an end to fragile life; Fly, fly away into the shrouded night.   Your passion

Some Unfortunate Boars

There once were some pigs north of Java, Whose warts needed a balaclava. Whilst a new study found, That their numbers were down; Endangered without

Going North for the Winter

I feel the powder beneath my feet; A sickening howl to the south, But I know that I am safe And so I dance with joy.

We Pray That We Will Find Silence

At the bottom of the ocean, In a mariner’s trench so deep That Hillary could have climbed it, We pray that we will find silence.

These Flying Beasts Are Hooked on Junk

The white storks glide across the sky, Migrating south in times gone by; But now like Burroughs in his funk, These flying beasts are hooked

Rough in Love

The African fruit fly is rough in love, The male uses his organ like a sword; Its rough edges will cut as it does shove

Flowers for Mosquitos

The Asian tiger mosquito’s a pest, It’s a vector of death-causing disease; In urban locations it makes its nest, And whilst the sun is up

Forever Blowing Bubbles

With drips and bursts and streams from their blowholes Beluga whales blow bubbles in the sea; The air encases liquid as it roles Languidly from

Rhythm is Not Just Man’s Conquest

Rhythm is in the heart of man, We play with it from when we’re young; It lays down roots and helps us plan, Bunga bung