Ariel In London, 2011
Where the bee sucked there sucked I.
But here, they tell me, by and by
bees may well no longer suck
since parasites have run amok,
while climate change has also wrecked a
prospect of my finding nectar.
They've offered me a Nectar Card,
a shiny, tasteless, plastic shard.
This substitute has no attraction.
Plastic brings no satisfaction
for a hungry gourmet sprite.
I doubt that I shall last the night.
I'd fly home on my trusty bat,
but just one look has shown me that
the way a bat's built makes it hard
to insert an Oyster Card.
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