Tiny Ant Poem by Sans Serif

Oh, tiny ant
You scurry along the ground
Searching for material
Lying all around.
You search for your food
Or something for your queen
And inside your tiny dome
Tis all a busy scene.
Scrouging to stay alive
Scurrying to make a living
Finding your own food
For the queen you're always giving
And yet to us you're nothing more
Than a thing to crush beneath our feet
When all you ever do is run
To find supplies or something to eat.
So today tiny ant
I will spare your life
You have enough problems.
You need no more strife.
Run along little ant,
I mean you no harm.
Run along tiny ant
Don't be alarmed.
Run along,
And be strong.