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The Ant and the Fly went out to dine
Under the silvery moon.
They supped on wine and nibble cake
With a tiny silver spoon.
The Ant got down on one of his knees,
Pretty Fly will you marry me?
My heart is yours, replied the Fly,
But alas it cannot be.
I am a Fly, you are an Ant,
Our worlds are far apart.
I must decline with a tear in my eye
I’m sorry to break your heart.
I am sorry too, the Ant replied,
And so we must part.
With that he stood, and walked away
To the sound of a very loud FART!
©Helen A. Howell 2026

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