Seeing Rafts of Fire Ants
During Hurricane Harvey resourceful fire ants stayed alive
clumping together on waterways, forming a raft, not one dive
I saw them and my hair stood up and I let out a scream
Knowing how dangerous they are as they travelled downstream
I had been bitten by one, which was like being burned by fire
He had gotten me on my inner thigh, I was glad it was no higher
The poison he put in me left me weak, I was barely alive
hundreds of thousands of fire ants floated past ready to survive
Another raft of them floated past, a million, score!
I ran away from the river, for I could take no more
Hurricane Harvey seemed to have found a plethora of them.
My view of fire ants is truly pretty dim and grim.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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