If I were a male beetle,
would I think some female beetles were hot?

And if I had to go far away, say hunting for food
for a long time,

would I get a dear John from an unfaithful female
beetle, maybe written on a leaf?

And if I had a lot of beetle possessions, would I
need a prenup if I married a female beetle?

I’ll probably never know the answers to any of
those silly questions,

but I imagine relationships would be less complicated,
were I a male beetle instead of a male human,

whose been with more women than he ever wanted
to be.

Bob Boyd