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by Scott Cole May 28, 2015 category : Nature, environment / nature
I was raised on an Ant Farm Behind a clear glass wall, So my every move is seen And where all that I crawl. I was born in the nursery Down on the ground floor, Me and my other siblings All three thousand or more. Since I am still just a baby Since I am still but an ant, I can't have no solid foods So I drink baby milk plant. I can grow up really fast Because that's what ants do, And the next thing I know It is time to start school. I don't never need to study So I never care if I learn, I have a couple set of eyes So I never have a concern. If I ever have me a question And I don't have even a clue, My eyes will be straight ahead And I can still cheat off of you. Since all my grades are good And because I have it like that, Now that I have finally graduated I will never have to come back. It's time to become a grown up And time for me to get a job, I am a soldier ant in armor Yeah I'm kinda like the mob. I am in charge of all security And I try to keep the peace, So don't mess with my ants Or either my ant hill please. Cause I do have my back up And I do have my war cry, So if you want to be the first Then you can be my fall guy. After five years of working It's time that I finally retire, And I have to give up my job To the new ant who was hired. For the rest of all my days There is but one thing to do, To retrace all of my tracks For any or all signs of food. Then I bring it all back home So that I can eat me a bite, And whatever that is left over I shall save for another night. I guess you already know that Cause of all this clear glass, And I always see you looking Just like your in some trance. For I never can do anything That you will never ever see, But I do wish that you would Please take your eyes off me. Cause I am but a simple ant That was raised on an Ant Farm, And it's because you dug me up Right out of your own backyard.