The
small red ants
In
the hot sun they crawled in
In
the cool shade of the house
It
never wants to go away
The
line of small troopers
The
trail it leaves for eyes to see
The
owner all get up annoyed
The
small red ants
The
chemical liquid sprayed
The
small red ants just struggled away
It
never says it will not return
On
a quiet hot day it starts all over
The
nature of its kind
It
is the cool shade to live by
The
hot rays in the hot day
The
small red ants will arrive
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