Venus and the Soldier Ant
Venus politely introduced herself to the passing soldier ant,
The ant did gaze for long, at the pretty crimson plant-
The ant was impressed by Venus's beauty, and listened to her talk,
And even thought them pretty, the seven leaves upon her stalk-
Not to go unnoticed, were the fine spindles that lined her door,
The ant felt no more splendor, could a beautiful plant ask for-
After admiring her looks, the ant started a friendly chat,
And very soon thereafter, landed a shiny green little gnat-
Venus's eyes diverted away from her newly made ant friend,
"Let's get together next week, then more time together we'll spend-
I have many things to do, before the sun lays down to rest,"
The ant walked away, turned around, and blew a kiss before it left-
Venus stared at the ant until it disappeared from her sight,
The shiny green little gnat was still there, never thinking to take flight-
"Come a little closer," she said, "My eyesight is kind of poor,"
The little green gnat did what she asked, then entered the pretty front door-
Venus had a wonderful sleep, her stomach was full and content,
Garden guests danced all around - they knew her energy was spent-
Venus slept in for almost a week, she had really enjoyed her guest,
Now the sun peeked over from the east, waking the flowers from their rest-
The crimson lady yawned, then smiled to greet the new day,
The birds alerted the garden bugs, it was time to get away-
It was late in the afternoon, when the soldier ant again came by,
Venus noticed it right away, from the corner of her eye-
"I was worried you wouldn't return," she said with a charming grin,
"You're so good looking, I missed you, why don't you please come in?"
The ant hesitated, standing not too close to her side,
"Good morning pretty lady," he said, "but I'm afraid I told you a lie-
I never break a promise, but the queen has called for me,
Tomorrow would be a better day, for us together to be-"
The soldier ant stared at Venus, never once blinking either eye,
Something seem not quite right, and it couldn't figure out why-
As the ant was about to leave, there landed a butterfly moth,
It noticed that from Venus's door, came a bit of bubbly froth-
Venus quickly flattered the ant and then politely rushed it away,
Turning to the moth she said, "Won't you come in and play?"
The next day the ant came back, with Venus it wanted to talk,
But her door was tightly closed, so around the garden it walked-
There was chattering all around, about the "lady" going to sleep,
One of the garden bugs said aloud, "We'll be safe for about a week!"
The ant noticed other plants had company on them or very near,
Other than some faint outlines, Venus's area was exceptionally clear-
After marching around, the ant thought "What am I missing here?"
"There's something very suspect about the crimson lady, I fear,"
Then lightning fast, a memory flash, about a poem the queen once read,
About a fly, tricked with flattering words, ended up in a spider's den dead-
There was something strange, about those outlines on the ground,
Upon closer inspection, the soldier ant was startled by what it found!
There could be no denying now, about what Venus liked to eat,
And invitations to "please come in" had been spoken with deceit-
The ant was sure that those who obliged, were taken by surprise,
And felt a terrible sadness about, how they came to meet their demise-
The soldier ant had learned what's important, when making a new friend,
It's not the beauty on the outside that counts, but only the beauty within!