No Harmful Wildlife
>center>NO HARMFUL WILDLIFE
A spell in the country would do you good,
Said Doctor Rogers MB sternly,
Wagging a finger to emphasise the point.
Get away from the diesel fumes
And millions spreading germs.
Trust me, I’m a doctor.
I trusted him, poor fool,
Packed a bag and booked on-line
At a farmhouse advertising,
“Peaceful weekend breaks”
On Saturday, with sturdy boots and a picnic
And my guide to flora a fauna,
(No harmful wildlife in the area)
I roamed the tranquil countryside.
In the midst of a field of sweet clover,
A bee, taking exception to my sturdy boots,
Deposited its sting.
First aid kit devoid of anti-histamine.
I sat on a hillock to partake of lunch.
The ants in the hill were red ones
No harmful wildlife in the area?
Tell that to the bull in the next field.
Who also took exception
And to the rabbits whose burrow I tripped in
While trying to escape.
Tell it to the mosquitoes,
Who seemed to like me.
On Sunday I limped home a day early.
Thank you Doctor Rogers MB.
I’ll take my chance with coronavirus
20th March 2020
Wild Country contest
Sponsor - Julia Ward
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