Darn Ants

They're everywhere.

Little black dots.


So fast.

Too fast.

To catch, anyway.

Must squish.

Don't like to.

But the only way.

The only way to get rid of them.

Also poison.

But that hurts people.

And people matter.

Not them.

They can die.

'Cause they eat my sugar.

And my cake.

It makes me so mad.

No more cake.

Could scream.

:( )

I'm done.

I kill them.

But they come back.

Like they teleport.

Right before I kill them.

They live.

And eat more cake.

My cake.