If the ants get up your pants you will feel the Spring fires...or the likes of it. Funny for your readers, but ain't go to laugh that one.
A cracker of a poem.
Georg
I can picture ten thousand ants marching through your house with said pants hoisted over their little heads. The funny thing is they, like the 7 little dwarfs, would be chanting..."oh oh oh for its off to work we go..."
Love Tinka
A cracker of a poem.
Georg
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Either would be dangerous!! lol
Thanks,
Dan
PS They always, eventually, head for the pants.