No, I am not your childs play thing.
I don't want to be put in
a used ice cream tub thankyou,
bored out of my fucking mind
while your kid gives me a name
like "Rosie" or "Ermentrude".
I am not Rosie.
I am not Ermentrude.
I am an ant.
I have no personality, no name,
nor a history.
I work for my Queen
and I will defend her to death
if you so much as think
of putting little sticks in our holes
on the ground.
Do not think of pouring
boiled water
over us either.
For our souls will unite in heaven
and watch as you grow
into the nations favourite serial killer.
I am an ant.
Now fuck off.
I'm busy.
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