Nature - a Tough Task Master
They swarm from a hole in the ground
Some running left some right
Some straight ahead others double back
They charge they bustle chaotically frantically
Can this be their last day?
Is there a plan? Maybe it’s just a panic attack
The mayhem continues the bustle unabated
They cover the available land
Is that the plan? I can’t see it
Each having found their spot they settle
They shuffle they shuffle
Side to side moving but the slightest bit
They begin to stir agitated agitated
They surge forward a maddened army
Renting the air with a blood curdling battle cry
Toot Toot
It’s on time today
Off to work now, bye!
July 5 2019
Tri-Con
Emile Pinet
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