An Ant Problem
Just as long as they keep on marching... somewhere I'm not...
Theants go marching one by one,Hurrah.Hurrah.Theants go marching one by one,Hurrah.Hurrah.
Theants go marching one by one,(Thelittle one stops to suck his thumb)Andthey all go
Marchingdown…Tothe earth…to get out…of the rain…Boom.Boom. Boom.Boom.Boom. Boom. Boom.
Theants go marching two by two,Hurrah.Hurrah.Theants go marching two by two,Hurrah.Hurrah.
Theants go marching two by two,(Thelittle one stops to tie his shoe)Andthey all go
Marchingdown...to the earth…to get out…of the rain…Boom.Boom. Boom.Boom.Boom. Boom. Boom.
Theants go marching three by three,Hurrah.Hurrah.Goodgrief! They’re marching three by three,Hurrah.Hurrah.
Theants go marching three by three,(Theold one (me) stops to rest his knees)Andthey all go
Marchingdown...to the earth…to get out…of the rain…Ugh.Boom. Boom.Boom.Boom. Boom. Boom.
The antsgo marching four by four,Hurrah.Hurrah.The antsgo marching four by four,Hurrah-ingsome more…
They’restill marchingStill infours.Till thelittle one stops to shut the door…They don’tstop and…boom.
Theants go marching five by five…Hurrah!And various…Ithink there’s more ants…five by five,Yadda,etc.
Seethem marching five by five,Littleone checks. Is he still alive?Lotsmore yaddas…out of the rain. Boom.
The ants go marching…I think we’re up to sixnow…Humm-de-humm-hummmLittle one stops to pick up sticks,And…rain!
Okay, fine. I'll get back to the proper rhythm...
Thosewretched ants in groups of seven!Rah.Hoorah.Seeing aproblem? Groups of seven!Seriously…Hoorah!
Ipromise sincerely, groups of seven,I’llmourn you foreverIf yougo to Heaven?Pleasestart marching down…
I meanup…
Ugh.They’re now marching eight by eightTheyhave…chutzpah,Butthey’re still marching. Still in eights,Let’squit! I’m raw!
Lookat them marching in ranks of eight,Youknow, this song I’m starting to hate,I’llgo marching down…to the earth…
To getaway from the pain…erm rain.Boom.Boom-ity. Boom.Boom.Boom. Peaceful. BOOM.
Those ants go marching nine by nine,Please give me strength,They are marching nine by nine,Those rows! Such length!
In even formations of nine by nine,Oops. Someone fell and broke his spine,But still marched down…To the…boom.
The ants go marching ten by ten,What a sight. I’m in awe.The ants go marching ten by tenI need…a chainsaw…
The ants go marching ten by ten,I’ve got the RAID, let’s say, “Amen!”And they all will stay there
Down…in the earth…Forever out of the rain,Boom, boom, boomBOOM!
Today’s post is a word challenge! Each month Karen, Mimi or I choose a number between 12 and 50 and we three craft a post using that number of words one or multiple times.This month’s number is: 19It was chosen by Mimi of MessyMimi'sMeanderings!
Now go and see what my friends have created!
Baking In ATornadoMessymimi’sMeanderings
Theants go marching one by one,Hurrah.Hurrah.Theants go marching one by one,Hurrah.Hurrah.
Theants go marching one by one,(Thelittle one stops to suck his thumb)Andthey all go
Marchingdown…Tothe earth…to get out…of the rain…Boom.Boom. Boom.Boom.Boom. Boom. Boom.
Theants go marching two by two,Hurrah.Hurrah.Theants go marching two by two,Hurrah.Hurrah.
Theants go marching two by two,(Thelittle one stops to tie his shoe)Andthey all go
Marchingdown...to the earth…to get out…of the rain…Boom.Boom. Boom.Boom.Boom. Boom. Boom.
Theants go marching three by three,Hurrah.Hurrah.Goodgrief! They’re marching three by three,Hurrah.Hurrah.
Theants go marching three by three,(Theold one (me) stops to rest his knees)Andthey all go
Marchingdown...to the earth…to get out…of the rain…Ugh.Boom. Boom.Boom.Boom. Boom. Boom.
The antsgo marching four by four,Hurrah.Hurrah.The antsgo marching four by four,Hurrah-ingsome more…
They’restill marchingStill infours.Till thelittle one stops to shut the door…They don’tstop and…boom.
Theants go marching five by five…Hurrah!And various…Ithink there’s more ants…five by five,Yadda,etc.
Seethem marching five by five,Littleone checks. Is he still alive?Lotsmore yaddas…out of the rain. Boom.
The ants go marching…I think we’re up to sixnow…Humm-de-humm-hummmLittle one stops to pick up sticks,And…rain!
Okay, fine. I'll get back to the proper rhythm...
Thosewretched ants in groups of seven!Rah.Hoorah.Seeing aproblem? Groups of seven!Seriously…Hoorah!
Ipromise sincerely, groups of seven,I’llmourn you foreverIf yougo to Heaven?Pleasestart marching down…
I meanup…
Ugh.They’re now marching eight by eightTheyhave…chutzpah,Butthey’re still marching. Still in eights,Let’squit! I’m raw!
Lookat them marching in ranks of eight,Youknow, this song I’m starting to hate,I’llgo marching down…to the earth…
To getaway from the pain…erm rain.Boom.Boom-ity. Boom.Boom.Boom. Peaceful. BOOM.
Those ants go marching nine by nine,Please give me strength,They are marching nine by nine,Those rows! Such length!
In even formations of nine by nine,Oops. Someone fell and broke his spine,But still marched down…To the…boom.
The ants go marching ten by ten,What a sight. I’m in awe.The ants go marching ten by tenI need…a chainsaw…
The ants go marching ten by ten,I’ve got the RAID, let’s say, “Amen!”And they all will stay there
Down…in the earth…Forever out of the rain,Boom, boom, boomBOOM!

Now go and see what my friends have created!
Baking In ATornadoMessymimi’sMeanderings
Published on November 14, 2023 06:30
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