A Jar of AntsA Poem by Lobster GoldbergA prank gone bad
I'm holding a jar of ants
Why do this you say? Im waiting here for my friend It's a little game we play Pranks we pull every day And now it is my turn When I put them in his pants It will really burn. Here he comes down the path Time to rake him over coals What the heck! They're on me now! Guess I should have thought about the holes.
© 2013 Lobster GoldbergAuthor's Note
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