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Pestilence
Under siege
and without defense
the Earth reels
from the ants pretense.
Although they die
they hunger still
they suck it dry
to get their fill.
Angry swarm
multiplied
they wreck and harm
as they cried.
Earth's children swim
crawl and fly
but you can't flee them
no where to hide.
Soon in space they'll be
orbits escaped
will galaxies flee
Before it's too late?
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