Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)

Rookie - 0 Points (21/8/1998 / Cochin(India))

The Big End - Poem by Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)

Crawling in my house
Every sunny day
They are as quiet as a mouse
As they crawl down the bay
They walk in a straight line
Just like an enormous train
It contains ants more than nine
But this train has a big brain
Carrying food on their back
All kind of glorious food
To carry them they don't need sacks
They eat food bad and good
They walk barefoot on sand
And turn if there is a bend
Then I squished them with my hand
And that is their big end.

Comments about The Big End by Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)

  • Rookie - 0 Points Cheryl Lynn Moyer-peele (7/29/2007 6:25:00 PM)

    Risha -

    Because of the drought here, the ants are crawling into all the houses looking for water.
    Do you know 'The Ants Go Marching' song? Hope you're having a wonderful day!

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  • Gold Star - 8,424 Points Melvina Germain (4/5/2007 11:56:00 PM)

    Excellent poem once again Risha, I like it very much. Thankyou--Melvina-- (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Lee Degnan (3/21/2007 10:23:00 PM)

    Hahahaha! ! ! Me too! !
    Good Job Risha!
    Lee :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 5, 2011

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