Ode to a Gribble

All hail the lowly gribble

Slowly munching his way

Through wooden tiers 

And rotting piers

Then turning it to fuel.

Luminoria quadripunctata

To give him his proper name

Will save the world

By enzymes culled

From chewed up wood and water.

Farewell smelly petrol

Farewell natural gas

For now it seems

Our transport dreams

Will all be carbon neutral.

Brian Hick January 2009

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