Moving On Up

Moving On,Up! In a closely woven nest, lives a crow,it sets out in flight, It stretches its wings side by side, Far and high,it soars. In the woods,an ancient anthill stands. Lonely but firmly on the clayey ground. These social ants troop out in numbers, Creeping and trailing a way up a hill. In a still pond,sided by leafy greens. Fluffy yellow ducky,feathery white goosy, With the 'quack,quack,honk,honk', They swim afloat and merrily towards the horizon. In a warm cottage with a chimney exhaling smoke, Dwells a fair dude and he dashes out trekking the weedy paths. Plying that route to the castle on the heaping mounts, To dine with the kings someday.