If I Were an Insect, I’d Be an Ant
If I were an insect,
I’d be an ant
Sugar I’d find
Don’t tell me I can’t
You think you hid it well
but I will prevail
through packages,
wrappers, cracks to no fail
Sticky, icky, gooey and sweet
Such is my trap
on the side of the street
Picnics, kitchens, gardens and farms
Magnifying glasses
Pants with alarm
All over the world
my kind may be found
Hot or cold, wet or mold
Way up high, in the ground
We may all look the same
in our little bodies
but if you look closely
you will see we are hotties
Yes, if I were an insect
an ant I would be
Strong and so tough
Don’t be fooled ’cause I’m tiny
Please don’t mind the smell
when one of us is squished
A little bit of soap
and again you’re delish
Some may not like me
but I pay no mind
Searching, adventuring,
with uniqueness I abound
So although I’m unique
and I can go solo
I enjoy good company
with my fabulous fellows
Ants never rest
Did you ever think of that?
Constantly moving
That’s why we’re not fat
Sometimes we bite—
I do apologize.
Never unprovoked
This to realize would be wise
So while you may not like me
Please leave your magnifying glass home
I also love the sun
but torturous play I don’t condone
Don’t hate me because
my love for sugar is a mess
If it means anything to you
I help aerate your grass!
“If I were,” I’ve said
But an insect I am not
Analogies are fun but
truth cannot be bought
(I wanted to rhyme
Nevermind if it made sense
I can experiment freely
with some literary license)
Perseverance, industry
unity and frugality
organization, intelligence
service and consistency
These values I support
through my actions every day
Seek all creatures to respect—
my simple motto is the way
April Murdock
4.22.09
If I were an insect,
I’d be an ant
Sugar I’d find
Don’t tell me I can’t
You think you hid it well
but I will prevail
through packages,
wrappers, cracks to no fail
Sticky, icky, gooey and sweet
Such is my trap
on the side of the street
Picnics, kitchens, gardens and farms
Magnifying glasses
Pants with alarm
All over the world
my kind may be found
Hot or cold, wet or mold
Way up high, in the ground
We may all look the same
in our little bodies
but if you look closely
you will see we are hotties
Yes, if I were an insect
an ant I would be
Strong and so tough
Don’t be fooled ’cause I’m tiny
Please don’t mind the smell
when one of us is squished
A little bit of soap
and again you’re delish
Some may not like me
but I pay no mind
Searching, adventuring,
with uniqueness I abound
So although I’m unique
and I can go solo
I enjoy good company
with my fabulous fellows
Ants never rest
Did you ever think of that?
Constantly moving
That’s why we’re not fat
Sometimes we bite—
I do apologize.
Never unprovoked
This to realize would be wise
So while you may not like me
Please leave your magnifying glass home
I also love the sun
but torturous play I don’t condone
Don’t hate me because
my love for sugar is a mess
If it means anything to you
I help aerate your grass!
“If I were,” I’ve said
But an insect I am not
Analogies are fun but
truth cannot be bought
(I wanted to rhyme
Nevermind if it made sense
I can experiment freely
with some literary license)
Perseverance, industry
unity and frugality
organization, intelligence
service and consistency
These values I support
through my actions every day
Seek all creatures to respect—
my simple motto is the way
April Murdock
4.22.09
