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  1. treygreen13
    I keep hearing screaming coming from above! What in the hell is going on up there?
    Oh well, #1085 should be coming down to see me in a little bit. I'll ask him then.
    For now, I'll just keep digging this tunnel.
    Wait...did you hear that?
    It sounds like a rumbling sound, like dirt falling on d-
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    Inspiration!

    By treygreen13,

    The delicious oatmeal cream pie has given me a great idea... a brand new concept in art!
    I'm going to construct a new tunnel without the usual supports to demonstrate how fragile our little world is. My fellow ants will surely marvel at my bold statement and artistic expression. Once they see my tunnel they will realize the follies of our constant expansion without regard to the health of our topsoil.
    Fame and renown, here I come!
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    I watch my fellow ants go off to fight and wonder what it would be like to fight for the colony. Think of the adventures I could have! I imagine some band of misfits could use a strapping young ant like myself to march along and inspire the troops with my poetry, songs, and essays. Maybe we could even sneak inside a home and make off with some sheets of paper and a bottle of rum so I could get the full "author" experience. It would be interesting to witness these bizarre acts I hear about above ground, like cherry bombs exploding and anteaters and spiders. I have to rely on #1102 to share the news of the day with me, since I find most of the other ants to be intolerable bores.
    It can be difficult to get inspired here in tunnel 49A, Subsection 12, Subsubsection 1F. I attempted to pick up sculpting with a wad of chewing gum I found crammed in the corner of tunnel 22A, Subsection 2, Subsubsection 59L, however I find the material to be minty but uninspiring. I leave you with a haiku.
    March March March March March
    Forage Forage Forage Eat
    March March March March March
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    Without Warning

    By treygreen13,

    Without warning
    as a whirlwind
    swoops on an oak
    A lawnmower takes an ant
    We ants have made ourselves illustrious
    Through constant industry industrious.
    So what?
    Would you be calm and placid
    If you were full of formic acid?
  6. treygreen13
    Half a foot, half a foot,
    Half a foot onward,
    All in the yard of green
    Rode the six thousand.
    "Forward, the Ant Brigade!
    "Charge for the mound!" he said:
    Into the yard of green
    Rode the six thousand.
    "Forward, the Ant Brigade!"
    Was there an ant dismay'd?
    Not tho' the soldier ants knew
    The Queen had blunder'd:
    Their's not to flee the fly,
    Their's not to bite and ply,
    Their's but to do and die:
    Into the yard of green
    Rode the six thousand.
    Mandible to right of them,
    Mandible to left of them,
    Mandible in front of them
    Pierce'd and torn asunder;
    Storm'd at with feeler and exoskeleton,
    Boldly they rode and well,
    Into the mound of Death,
    Into the mouth of Fire
    Rode the six thousand.
    Flash'd all their stingers bare,
    Flash'd as they sprayed formic acid in air,
    Tearing at the insects there,
    Charging an army, while
    All the yard wonder'd:
    Plunged in the entry-hole
    Right thro' the mound they dove;
    Soldier and Worker
    Reel'd from the stinger stroke
    Shatter'd and sunder'd.
    Then they rode back, but not
    Not the six thousand.
    Mandible to right of them,
    Mandible to left of them,
    Mandible behind them
    Pierce'd and torn asunder;
    Storm'd at with feeler and exoskeleton,
    While abdomen and thorax fell,
    They that had stung so well
    Came thro' the mound of Death
    Back from the mouth of Fire,
    All that was left of them,
    Left of six thousand.
    When can their scent trail fade?
    O the wild charge they made!
    All the yard wondered.
    Honor the charge they made,
    Honor the Ant Brigade,
    Noble six thousand.
    Alfred Antennyson
    #1823
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