The Utilitarian Reality of Ants

I am guessing that ants 
have no aesthetic concept of beauty.
Pheromones are the essence of their romance.

Many colonies have both worker
and soldier ants.
The soldier ants look like demonic dragons
and the worker ants
resemble nightmare aliens.

I figure they all have trap jaws that can crush tanks
their own size or larger.
I assume the worker ants have armored dungarees.
Mindless yet with one mind
they cultivate, pillage, and destroy.

Some love ants
for their mighty works in the insect world,
yet most would rather forget and shun them
accept of course the

Anteaters.
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Hankins Avatar
November 13, 2022 at 12:13 PM
Delightful look at an always intriguing subject...ants! Nice work, Eric.
Ashford Avatar
November 13, 2022 at 2:02 PM
Thank you Sir, have you ever seen their faces real close up? Ugrh...keep you up at nights! Cheers.
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