Soldier Ant
When single or alone ,he’s weak and small,
Feeds on little things without much notice,
He’s fearlessly scared as no task is too tall,
He can destroy any thing in his part,
Both low and mighty; he sets them apart,
Marching with his team they kill with ease ,
Yet one finger or thumb can squash his heart,
In his hands ,rebellious kings and queens met their fall.
CONTEST:"one specific rhyme scheme" by Laura Loo .
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