First, they came for the amphibians, and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t an amphibian.
Then they came for the charismatic megafauna, and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t one of them either.
Then they came for the marine life, and I was a little depressed about that because – no more seafood. But I kept quiet about it.
Then they came for the last indigenous peoples, and for the poor – who were in fact, almost all of the people by then. But, well, whatever.
Finally they came for me, and there was no one left to speak out.
Just a lot of insects, jellyfish, and microbes.
(And I think they were glad to see me go, to be honest.)