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Picnic
This day could brighten any mood
I sat surrounded by yummy food
With my best friend Stan
And a makeshift paper fan
We ate from a picnic basket
The food all wrapped up in plastic
I smiled, Stan smiled back
I could think of nothing that I lack
Sitting there with my dearest friend
Our close trust would never end
As I munched on my PB&J
I couldn’t think of a happier way
Than to spend my day
With a close friend to whom I could confide
That my heart was on a rollercoaster ride
I said, “You make my heart flutter!”
He replied, “I like you better than peanut butter!”
I stared adoringly at him -
I loved every eye, bone, and limb
While I was in this state
Admiringly I thought Stan could lift ten times his weight
He was strong, though he was short
I knew he was a special sort
As in that moment, full of bliss
We were about to taste love’s first kiss
But we were yanked out of this dream
Coming toward us was a woman and her scream
“Thief! Thief! Don’t steal the food!”
She cried, “You’ve put me in a very bad mood!”
As I watched the food float away
I tried to keep the woman’s anger at bay
My attempts to soothe her were futile
All I could do was stare a while
As she crushed and killed my dearest love
I could only watch from above
The woman, my very own Mom
Had exploded within me an atom bomb
I fell to my knees
And began to wheeze
Pain tore through me like a knife
At losing the love of my life
A gentle breeze made me blink
And I began to think
That I simply can’t
Ever again fall in love with an ant
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