The Ants Go Marching One By One
Richard
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There's a parade in me kitchen, not of proud in hats
But of tiny black insects, marching like
I've tried every trick, from spray to sticky traps
these six-legged squatters, they're clever little chaps
Oh, the go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
They've claimed sugar bowl, and now they want me honey jar
I've waged a losing war, against this arthropod corps
But ants keep marching, one by one, hurrah
I've laid poison, placed boots 'round every leg
Of table and chair, like some mad peg-legged peg
But they build their bridges, with bodies of the dead
These kamikaze crawlers, have straight to me head
Now I've had an epiphany, I watch them toil away
Cleaning up me crumbs, a free maid service, hey!
So I'll put down weapons, and with them I'll coexist
If you can't 'em, join 'em - I'm now a Myrmecologist!
The keep marching, one by one
In me kitchen, the battle's done
We've reached a truce, some might say it's
But at least now, the floor's spotless fore and aft!