Infestations
I Googled New York yesterday
on Google maps, I have to say
and took the little yellow man
to walk upon the street and play.
I walked along the streets as him,
I saw the yellow taxi cabs,
I saw the shops and people there
and suddenly I felt quite scared,
for in amongst the thronging crowd
no animals did scamp around
as all the people hurried by
a world infested by mankind.
poem by Ruth Walters
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