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RE: Scotch, Song, & Soul - What the Water Gave Me
Black ants are running
Crossing all odds
One slogan in the goal
Find a meal then go home
Take the lead
Follow left to right
The ants are rhythmic
Matching ants
Sing the hymn together
Eat ! Eat ! Eat !
Black ant
Forward the road
The ants are like vestiges
Tolerance of world civilization
While that he said man
The wisest being
Halalkan every way
Deceiving the usual stuff
The ants watched
The ants listened
Shouting screams
Hi! Cool poem...is it a commentary on my blog post??