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Ants, Ants, Ants,,,

Ants, Ants, Ants… Ants, Ants, Everywhere The rains come down They come up stairs Ants, Ants, Ants, Everywhere The kitchens full of them The cupboards now bare Ants, Ants, Ants, Ants, Everywhere The traps are out Round them they dance, they don’t care Ants, Ants, Ants, Ants, Ants, Everywhere, Everywhere, EVERYWHERE! NoelsArt Comments: Dedicated to my Baltimore kitchen, during a wet and rainy 2018. But I hope for a better 2019. FEEDBACK WELCOME.

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Susan Jeavons

Date: 10/23/2019 11:17:00 AM

Those pesky ants! Cute poem! Try putting a line of salt where ever you see them coming in. It worked for me. Blessings, Susan

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 3/22/2019 6:25:00 AM

I love the way you have made me remember the parade of ants and how they are so everywhere at the same time.

Noel Flater
Date: 3/22/2019 6:31:00 AM

Caren, Last summer was the dance of the ants, the only thing that saved me was winter.

Panagiota Romios

Date: 3/22/2019 5:59:00 AM

Hi Noel! How goes it? Like the rhythmical sense of your poem. And which one of us at sometime, have not been besieged by them? Ugh? Panagiota

Noel Flater
Date: 3/22/2019 5:28:00 PM

Panagiota, Thanks, I picture the repetition as Ants on the move. They're coming for you, us, everyone, Everywhere!