Ants Are In My Plants Oh God

Ants Are In My Plants Oh God

Ants are in my plants oh God,

Marching through the garden sod,

Up the stems and round the leaves,

Busy little crawling thieves.

I spotted one then maybe ten,

Then saw them coming back again,

Tiny feet in endless rows,

Heading where nobody knows.

They built a kingdom in a pot,

Claiming ownership of the lot,

Working hard from dawn till night,

Never stopping out of sight.

I watered plants from side to side,

The ants just found a place to hide,

Nothing seemed to make them go,

They loved my flowers more than I know.

The neighbours laughed across the fence,

Offering very little sense,

Watching me wage war all day,

While ants ignored what I would say.

One climbed slowly on my shoe,

Then another joined the queue,

Soon I danced around the yard,

Looking rather battle-scarred.

Days went by and then at last,

Their grand invasion finally passed,

Leaving peaceful pots behind,

Giving rest to my poor mind.

Now each time I plant a seed,

I watch for ants with extra speed,

Hoping they decide to roam,

Far away from my garden home.

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