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About This Poem
Ants In Your Pants
Ever wonder why we giggle
How does it exactly start
What makes it uncontrollable
Perhaps it's a silly fart
Giggles are quite intangible
You can't buy 'em at the store
Worth buckets full of greenbacks
Some gold and so much more
You're in a state of euphoria
You try to stay calm but can't
It's a tonic for whatever ails you
When ants get in your pants
Ever wonder why we giggle
How exactly does it start
They say it's very good for the soul
And does wonders for your heart
© Jack Ellison 2012
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