Dear Ant

You think you're clever running around,

Creeping up on me,

Without making a sound.

Today;

You chose my laptop,

Running around my screen,

Making me want to scream!

Why run there,

When you know your

going to fry?

I can't catch you,

Even if I try!

Dear Ant,

They say you're brainy,

But you're a dope,

Yes;

You can march all day,

But there is no hope!

Now;

Please get off my laptop,

Before you fry,

This ain't no food shop,

I'm not gonna lie!

I'd never eat you,

So why feed of my megabytes?

Don't you know,

If you go outside,

You'd get a better bite?

Dear Ant,

You're a dope!