Ants a Poem about Ants

Ants
Crawling
Slowly crawling
Slowly crawling down my arm
Driving me insane with their tiny little feet
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Ants
Gathering
Coming out of the walls
Searching for something
What do they want from me
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Ants
I spray them
Chemical death
They Sputter and die
There tiny little bodies line the floor
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Ants
I know that they will return
I can sense it I can hear it
Little tiny armies amass inside their hidden cities
When I’m not looking they will come to collect their dead
And then they will begin to search again
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Ants
Each time they return they seem a little stronger
A little smarter and little quicker
They are learning
Evolving
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Ants
Here they come again
This time they are wearing armour
Like little mini Space suits
They spray no longer has an effect on them
Other than making them mad.
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Ants
I can’t defeat them
They have won
Taken over my house
I hate them but now I am their servant
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BAC 01/09/2009