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I bounced through the sun
And wallowed through shade
'Till i slipped in a puddle
Of fresh lemonade

The ants cried in fear
These harmless creatures feeling pain
Twas their squealing of horror
That calmly drove me insane

Dead ant bodies drown under
From heavy tears that I shed
And from down where I sat,
Ankle deep in Lemonade,
Pain and sympathy were wed.

And down a river
Of lemonade
These bodies, Fragile and lifeless,
They wade.





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