The Red and the Black Ant
The red and the black ant
Were like a laborer at night
Sweet food is what they want
They work hard to get it right
The red and the black ant
They are not afraid to die
Always on the go for the hunt
They are always ready to die
The red and the black ant
You can search for them all around
Sometimes they tread on the plant
Mostly, you can find them on the ground
The red and the black ant
Small creature in the land
It's easy to pinch them if we want
Their short life is in our hand
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