Best Cry Uncle Poems

We are the ants
    who march into
      your pantry
  as well as your pants

  We are the ants
    who stealthy advance
      do a snake dance
  then...

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   Neither bells rang
     nor rifles sounded
   The transition quiet
     neither looting nor riots

   A veritable coup
     pulled off by old pros ~ 
   helpless,...

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