Ants work like busy little bees, pilling sand up in the breeze. They work with great ease, are they on their knees. Even when there is a freeze, the ants are out under the trees. Building a house to store their cheese, I guess their door has very small keys. I would love to come in Louise, can I if I say pretty please.
Date Written: 1/15/2022
A STRAND (1066) Contest Judged:2/5/2022
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2022
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