Making Do

In further evidence of climate change,
the squirrels are resorting to green plums
as dietary mainstay. It seems strange
to watch them hunt the prunus; hungry bums,
they must be famished – fruit once scorned becomes
their diet. See them finish every bit –
who used to litter pulp drops only pit.

(Rhyme Royal)

This entry was posted in Critters, Poetry, Weather and tagged . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a comment