Ant Crying Uncle

(After the Rain)

Once there was an ant
who gave a mighty rant.
It was looking all around,
but no uncle was to be found.
Oh, don’t be such a wuss,
ant is not a status.
Hear my exclamation:
the name is just an appellation.
You can search a piece
but there is not either a niece.
Stop, don’t be whiny,
you are an insect so very tiny
with a brain small to match,
natch.
Oh, here come the human being
with her noxious wipes for cleaning.
Let’s not underestimate
her wish to decimate.
It’s time for us to run away,
so we get to live another day.