Miss Ant Polly





Miss Ant Polly
march on her high heeled boots.

High up there
She calls out miss Honey Bee.

Why ?
A circle buzz so high?

Crawl down dear
Bite of his heels

Fluttering wings shall drop
Burnt out.

Look at me
I just sway my back.

But u see, my dear,
I have learnt to dance.

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