One day the black ant queen said to her keepers to tell her her children we will pull trough even when we are doomed. The red ants are coming to cut our heads off but we will pull trough.
One small clenching snipe (find the word for an ants mouth*) growled
Imma mess not a lost cause
Im pickled cuz you are
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