Where There's Food Is Where There's Death Poem by Tony Adah
Where There's Food Is Where There's Death
Where there's food is where
there's death
A little ant came nozzing around
For a grain of sugar
And my little son saw the one
that stings the world
He crushes with a dust pan like
a hunter does an elephant.
Mice found food in our store
And this where we ensnare them
with a mouse trap and feel sorry for them
In the morning when they lay stiff in death
Where there's food is where there's death.
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