"Ants" - A Poem

There are ants everywhere
On every inch
Of this chair
That I asked you
Not to eat on
But you did
As soon
As I
Was gone
Of course
I noticed
There's no way
To ignore this
Now they nibble along
Randomly
Making a collective
Meal of me
As I absently wonder
When
Will you eat here
Again

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That's how you get ants.

Peace โ˜ฎ๏ธ.

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