The Spotted Lanternfly
My husband noticed, near my bench,
A spotted lanternfly.
I didn’t have to kill it;
Something else caused it to die.
I’m looking at it, upside down
And really, it’s a pity
That something so destructive
Can look cool and downright pretty.
This species, most invasive,
Has the city on alert.
We’ve been told, on sight, to stomp them,
Though the thought might disconcert.
Like roaches and mosquitoes,
I will add this newfound pest
To the list of critters I might send
To their eternal rest.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2022
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