I Fucking Love Weevils Poem by Jacob Underwood

Worst are when the trees are too high blazing in the autumn sun
Even with hope though it's not easy to get past the branches
Embrace the bark and as each piece flakes upon stepping on it
Value the time you have with the leaves now a few bites can't hurt
Illustrious paintings of red upon the leaves almost like stained glass
Let them fall on to the ground to rot where you soon will too

Live beyond your expectations though as you are certainly beloved
I will always love you forever even if that isn't a concept you can hold
Vivaciousness is certainly a nice trait to have but look at you go
Eating away at the acorns skin bit by bit with your cute little snout
Efforts never go to waste though as now the children are safe
When the world says there is no perfect animal they forgot the weevil