Ants.

So...over a year ago there were a couple flies in my apartment that were driving me insane....so I wrote a hate poem about them. Now there are ants in our apartment EVERYWHERE and they are only getting worse.... I swear we are clean people...they just won't go away. It's getting out of control and I don't feel like writing another poem, but I feel like my feelings towards the flies conveys the same for the ants. So here is my poem...

Flies

Nasty Buzzy

Annoying fuzzy

I hate you.

You hide…then BAM…

...there you are again..

Zooming past my head!

WHY AREN’T YOU DEAD?

The spatula was my first thought

And yes, it worked just once

But then every time I make pancakes

I’ll think of your sick little stunts

The vacuum….yes…the vacuum

An ingenious idea

But false, you’re much to fast

And when I come close you hear

I see you in the corner of my eye

You even make me jump a little

I really think you need to die

I could kill you and get an acquittal

I’ll get you little buggers

I hate you just that much

You better watch your back

Or you will be in my deadly clutch