All the little ants
Gathering food for the winter
Working together
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A seat in a tree
I wonder who sits in it
Maybe the tree king?
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Ants in the tree seat
Steal food from the king's pockets
Then they bite the king
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well conceived and nicely crafted with conviction. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing, Connor.