The Elder called us
Said there was business outstanding from the last meeting
Said sadly some of our numbers were missing
Said that was due to foreign intruders who have taken to eating us
We asked what could we do
Could we retrieve our nuts from their pooh?
He said look around, do we see many saplings?
And we looked, but we couldn’t see any
No new generations that we might call younglings.
Will we be the last of the Ents?
Destroyed by imported grey immigrants.
A word of explanation. Those wonderfully cute grey squirrels are not native to Britain and can, in the right (or wrong) circumstances, by stripping bark off our trees, cause their demise.