The Import Ant

He carries the weight of the world on his shoulders
The Import Ant
Just as well he’s strong as a buffalo
In his Superman Pants.

But he doesn’t always know what he’s doing
Or where he should be quite, right now
Indecision advances like kryptonite.
He feverishly mops his brow.

Now Import Ant
Is in a trance!
Is it that? Or the other? Is it here? Is it there?
He’s aware of some circular dance.
Like a whirling dervish
He spins through the air

Till he finally lands

On all six hands

And
Discovers that
”Important”

Is simply

The next package he has to deliver.


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