Nasty Beets

A zillion jumping beetles, with some flair,

play dodgems, and they do not care,

`bout who did plant such seeds that grew.


That grew and grew `til leaves anew

tiered up and out as if they could

be stands held out –

as if they should


be hosts to louts that leap about,

that crash through


that care`bout nowt.


Copyright of text and image owned by Jay Cool, 19th September, 2021

Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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