Eat Up

Eat up little ants,
For TODAY I will not kill you.
I will not shush you off my countertop,
And try to attack you with bleach.

No, TODAY I will let you eat away.
At the wonderful tasting TERRO "sauce".
Take some home with you,
Back to your colony,
Back to the queen,
For she too must be hungry.

No, TODAY I will not kill you.
But TOMORROW!
Yes, TOMORROW, you will be dead.
You,
And your friends,
And your cousins,
And your queen.

DEAD
ALL DEAD!