In 2016 I wrote a poem about this invader, known in America as the Halloween Ladybug.
It has a creamy spotted section and pale brown legs, unlike our native ones which have black legs and no creamy section.
That year they swarmed all over the outside of the house.
The Halloween ladybird comes again
in her October dress she settles to gain
a place to stay the winter through -
no this is nothing that is new!
Last year she did the very same
kidding me; what's her game?
Pretending that she's a native breed
Looking in admiration, I have to concede.
The spots, they have a different amount
to native ones - nine at my last count.
And with her I see she has a friend.
All day together they seem to spend.
Mainly black with two red spots
I think at first they've got the hots,
then I look and so to find
- yet another harlequin kind.
Covering the house from head to toe
determined that they will not go!
Keeping the windows tightly closed
will stop inside from being exposed.
Soon more come to have a roam
thinking it too could be their home.
In every nook and cranny they peek
a comfy hole they appear to seek.
Now I say 'just go away'
Even though they're here to stay!
I fear for our native breed
too much they already concede.
For Halloween ones just seem to plot
on how to eat the other lot.
Sneakily hiding within the home
or even inside a garden gnome.
Out they come the following year
offspring over the roses they smear.
Big and brash - to dominate
other larvae they eliminate.