When They Bites. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Ants, why you make us suffer
And hide here and there in my bed
When time is ripe you bite
Knowing well it is a disturbance
Knowing me that I am friendly to all
And friendship becomes difficult
If you continue your difference
Ant why you are wild and crazy
My body odor I think you likes much
Where you bite me without a reason
Is it sweet or something special
Here I spend the night with disbelief
Knowing the friends can bite when time comes