Ants

A frantic line Some go up Some go down On their rickety Tiny string legs Tick tat tick tat Each a nurse Running along With that Inherent eagerness To serve So admirable This nature's Inborn intelligence Wrapped in so small A brain All in royal service To the world's Smallest monarchy Some with big heads Some with small Such mind-boggling Uniformity in so small A world That rivals even The courtesans of Elizabeth II All serving the big Round one Laying egg after egg Day after day Her world bound Around her abodmen Up and down Down and Up The loyal Servants run A microcosm of the World in our eyes