Rising temperatures have kindled
an influx of beavers, a huge swarm,
their presence exacerbating the Warm.
They’re a transformation across the land,
natural engineering without plan.
When the furry critters first appeared,
few observers considered it weird.
But this was no ordinary feat.
There is little sign of their retreat–
the effect of these beavers and heat.
The eager creatures keep pouring in,
pushing into new, unseen regions.
The total number is far from clear,
but the impact is certainly real,
rousing interest one can’t conceal.
If it’s a problem, what can be done?
Perhaps offer a bounty for one
or some other way for them to go;
but sooner or later they’ll come back
leaving yet another nut to crack.
But one way could be to eat them, right?
Unless one’s sentiments are uptight.
For those who have had the occasion,
Say it’s a treat that’s misunderstood;
To them beaver can taste pretty good.
© 2021, Kenneth Koziol. All rights reserved.
