During an early morn
while my sleep was sound
I dreamt that my right ear
Was tickled by a stranger.
It's not a vivid dream
But I could feel the kittle.
I scratched it inside,
didn't dare to wake up
I just kept on sleeping.
A few moments later,
I was tickled again.
This time, it was hurting
Thereby I awakened.
Asked my mom to check it
I was a bit worried,
I could feel it's an insect
She checked but couldn't see,
What was hurting my ear.
She quickly grabbed a baby oil
And poured it in my ear.
I could feel the pressure,
It hurt my ear more
I decided to get a cotton bud
I poked it in the ear
Then I saw a carefree ant
Never budged to run
I gave it to my mom
And she threw it somewhere alive
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