Sitting in the park
Amidst green and verdant trees
Checking my Facebook.
Sitting in the park
Amidst green and verdant trees
Checking my Facebook.
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They’re coming at seven
And this place is a mess.
There are larvae all over the walls.
We’ve not enough pollen
To feed all our guests,
And the queen is asking for my balls.
The workers are striking.
The drones are conversing.
The soldiers are sewing on stripes.
I’ve just about had it
With this dinner party
And all of my coworkers’ gripes.
Thus said the hornet
Who dared to be different.
‘Twas his nature. He didn’t know why.
Later that day
After leaving the nest
He learned that he’d been born a fly.
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Such beauty there is in silence,
And in the sounds of Earth.
The songs of birds and crickets
Are of inestimable worth.
Yet beauty can be terrible,
And becomes so without warning
Like when you’re late night homework
And the birds sing that it’s morning.
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Earth Day is when we celebrate
The trees and birds and tectonic plates
By watching these things on TV
And killing any bugs we see.
Let’s do as we did in days of yore
When we would watch the eagles soar
And dance and sing out in the rain?
No, I’d rather play Candy Crane.
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I walked through the forest
And asked a great tree
“How are you so great?
“Can you teach that to me.”
But the tree did not answer,
The great stupid jerk.
I packed up my stuff
And I drove off to work.
A week and some later
I walked on the beach
And I asked the great waves
If they had stuff to teach.
The waves answered “shh”
As they crashed on the shore,
And I left, disappointed,
To the city once more.
Then finally I strolled
O’er a mountainous peak
Hoping to hear
The big pointy rock speak.
And I finally listened
To its silent reply,
And at once understood,
And I high-fived the sky.