Appletree

Ant Antenna

 

Come to my company,

to see what you can see.

We have Ant antenna,

busy business are we.

 

Blue bluebirds,  fly all around,

our green greenhouses

waste, is ground into the ground.

 

In our information,

more mornings that late,

I spy an eye,

and head straight for the gate.

 

I swim in my swimming pool,

see if I can see the sea,

I’m bated by a baited line,

and flee from a flea.

 

Eight donuts I ate that day,

wrote my foreword moving forward,

A hoarse horse I rode to market,

broke a great grate, which was awkward.

 

In an Inn I was accosted,

an angry bare bear.

his intense intents,

put grey into my hair.

 

Time to end this nonsense,

A foul fowl approaches,

Guys in the guise of women,

wave hose like hoes and mewl like mules,

 upon my time.... this silliness encroaches.

 

 

 

 



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