Evil Ant
The evil ant bit my foot
stung so bad in pain,
Squeezed the bight
Head felt light
Though really can’t complain…
It spared my life
I carried on
Hence here I live to tell-
The evil ant bit my foot;
Made me feel unwell!
Am glad the evil ant ran off;
so I could treat my wound,
Squeezed around it very hard
Swear words ‘someone’ tuned.
Thank heavens I survived it;
you know- the bight from hell?!
The evil ant bit my foot;
Then it waved farewell !
Good riddance evil devil ant
Good riddance with a hop.
Still throbbing comes and goes with ache,
Just now my foot went flop.
Perhaps you were a cross breed,
A spider, wasp and snake.
Perhaps you waited, instigated
Planned to make me shake.
It’s OK now, I’ll be alright,
Times past.. shrank inflammation .
Oh dear a giant evil ant,
Wait, that’s hallucination.
Poisoned me that evil ant,
Toxic shock and trauma.
Someone call the hospital,
Before I am a goner.
‘The evil ant bit my foot’ to doctor I complained
‘We’ll fix that, we’ll chop it off’
Then there was no pain.
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2020
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