Ode
to Brachininae
Of
all the species on this great Earth,
there’s
one my mind often grows envious of
while
watching political debates.
A
lowly ground beetle, carapace shiny black,
body
shaped as a violin. These maestros
are
consummate diplomats.
How
I wish that it could be up on stage
forleg
tibiae fiddling with its miniscule bowtie.
It
would hold its own in the first round.
It’s
hard on pests and has a firm Not In My Backyard platform
But
in the second round it comes under attack for
some
recent bombings against unarmed civilians
and retorts with a mixture of shock, surprise,
hydroquinone and hydrogen
peroxide.
The
discourse dissolves into debilitated debaters.
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