The Ant

June 23rd, 2013 by Magdalena Tabor

The ant. The ant.

The ant that looked askant.

Shouldering his bunk mate.

Carrying his own weight.

Nothing could be bolder.

What a brave lttle soldierant soldier cartoon

Is the ant.

With a purpose and a mission.

Driven by volition.

Through the jungle of the lawn.

By his wit and with his brawn.

Never one to moulder.

What a staunch little soldier.

The ant.

A crumb. A crumb.

To most is next to none.

To the army of the ant

Rations of gigant-ic

Proportions to be plundered.

To be hoisted to the wonder

Of the ant.

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